Wednesday, December 22, 2010

The Night Before Christmas (An ode to stressed moms everywhere)

T'was the night before Christmas
And all through the house
A stressed mother ran
Whilst washing a blouse.

The stockings still hung empty
The gifts all unwrapped
The only thing mom wanted
Was a long winter's nap

When out in the front room
There arose such a clatter
Mom ran from her room
To see what was the matter

And what to her tired eyes did appear
But one boy and one girl
And one peanut butter smear

What are you doing out of bed
The tired mom said
The little boy rubbed his eyes
Can't sleep he said

We are waiting for Santa
You said he was near
It is Christmas time yet
Is that sleighbells I hear.

Now, Aidan, Now Morgan
And sweet Noah too
Head back to bed,
There's lot left to do

Mom watched with tired eyes
As they walked out of the room
She winced as Aidan slammed
The door with a boom

She muttered to herself
As she walked out of sight
These darn gifts
Can wrap themselves tonight.

Merry Christmas!!

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