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!”