‘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! ♥