Three lunchboxes

There's three lunchboxes on the kitchen bench now,
Bright and shiny and new
There's a bigger rush in the morning now
"Are you sure those socks fit you?"
There's a blur of green and yellow about here
Yet no one has a tear.
Its a rush and tear about, whilst Lego ships are built,
And I ask again and again
About teeth brushing, which to kids is such a pain.
As children pull on their jumpers,
And I ready them for the twice daily trip
The washing's in the washing machine and dishes in the washer
I'm brave enough and busy enough
Not to let my bravado slip.
Because now I have three lunchboxes,
Bright and shiny and new
Now my babies are all at school....
What the hell am I gonna do???