Aller guten Dinge sind drei

The alarm beeps: Half past six, disaster takes its course!
The eldest must go to the first hour: 'Come on, get up!
And quietly, so the middle one doesn't wake up right away,
He can still sleep.' Bang, the first door crashes,
The floorboards creak, the flush rushes and on top of that
The little one has woken up and screams bloody murder.
I put her on the potty, she's all red with anger,
I quickly make a sandwich for the eldest, 'take care!
Don't forget your gym bag!' The middle one comes, 'Man,
Don't run around barefoot here, come on, put on your slippers!'
I'm just watching as my toast goes up in flames,
When the little one overturns her potty with its contents
And throws herself at me with a cry of joy -
All good things come in threes!

I've taken the middle one to school
And wiped away the traces of the hazelnut cream battle.
This is the time when I can sit at my desk,
The little one draws on my leg with a marker
And, during a short phone call,
Destroys all the mail from last month by tearing it up.
The eldest comes home and makes a long face:
All his buddies have computers, he's left out again.
The little one pees on the carpet, she's driving me to the grave,
Before that, I pick up the middle one from school.
Then there's lunch and an argument about who gets the first fish stick,
Until tears flow and it's lying on the floor.
The little one sneezes on me with her mouth full.
All good things come in threes!

I force them to take a nap, now I'd have some time.
The eldest confesses his history assignment to me.
And now he's invited three troublemakers to play:
'Not so loud!' But when the first chair falls over,
The little one wakes up, the middle one sobs: 'I think
I'm supposed to go to a birthday party and I still don't have a gift!'
The little one sticks a pea in her ear first,
The doctor is a friend and quickly takes us in.
I quickly buy a gift and drop off the middle one,
I come out sweating, I think I'm about to collapse,
The car keys are missing, how do I get home now,
Only reluctantly does the little one finally spit them out,
A neighbor greets: 'Well, you must always be free, huh?'
All good things come in threes!

At home, the evening madness begins,
The little one rolls up into a thick ball
In a curtain with high, sharp screams
And falls to the floor along with the curtain.
The eldest blasts ear-deafening music,
'Hey, dude, stay cool, I'm practicing math.'
The middle one comes back from the party with the record
In the marshmallow eating contest, and he immediately throws up.
The eldest and the little one get a sandwich on the table,
The marshmallow eater gets a bowl by the bed.
Two bedtime stories for each of the three,
I fall asleep right during the evening news.
I drag myself to bed, my feet heavy as lead.
All good things come in threes!

My wife smiles at me: 'Well, think about it,
Maybe all good things come in threes after all...'
I collapse, no, it stays the same,
All good things come in threes!