‘Twas The Night Before Christmas’ As Told By A Single Mother


Twas the night before Christmas and all through the house,

Not a creature was stirring, just me by myself.

Lanna Mae in her bed and the puppy in mine,

I focused my attention on gift wrapping — fourth try.

The stockings were strung through the house, here and there.

While Veggie Tales and Jingle Bells rang in my ears.

When from the next room, there arose such a clatter,

Mom to the rescue to see what was the matter!

Towards the bedroom I headed, with two left feet and a sigh,

Hoping my daughter would fall back asleep and not cry.

When what to my sleepy eyes did appear?

One poop covered child and no flying reindeer!

I silently panicked and approached my dilemma,

Adding even more tasks to my growing agenda.

After bath number two and steam cleaning carpet,

6 a.m. had arrived, but my night had just started!

And you could hear me exclaim,

As I walked out of sight,

“Merry Christmas to all, and to all a good night!”

Happy holidays from our home to yours! ♥

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