Tuesday, December 15, 2015

Twas the Week Before Christmas...

Twas the Week before Christmas, and all through the house,
Homemade projects were stirring for Toddler and Spouse.
The stockings were hung under books on the shelf,
And the tree hung all tangled, thanks to an "elf";
The child doesn't stay nestled all snug in his bed;
For Mom is a-sewing, surely RIGHT NOW he must be fed;
And mom in her sweatpants, her great winter suit,
Works on some presents she hopes will be cute.
When over in the kitchen there arose such a clatter,
I sprang from the couch to see what was the matter.
Away to the kitchen I flew like a flash,
Tore open the cupboards and let out a gasp.
The light on the layer of the new-fallen flour,
Gave a lustre of work for an extra long hour,
When what to my wondering eyes did appear,
But a miniature face full of great cheer,
With a little bright smile so lively and quick,
I knew in a moment, the cake he had licked.
More rapid than eagles his pleas came,
And he cried, and shouted, and called them by name:
"Want, cookie! want, cake! and Hot Chocolate Milk!"
His cries were as smooth as Velcro on silk!
To the top of the sink, to the top of the wall,
His hand prints did cover, cover it all-
As leaves that before the wild hurricane fly,
When they meet with an obstacle, mount to the sky;
So up in my arms the little elf flew
With arms full of forks, and even spoons too—
And then, in a twinkling, I heard in the drive,
The hum of Dad's car, The elf might make it alive!


  1. That was outstanding! Thank you for sharing. You are so talented!

  2. Superb! Captures love and frustration exquisitely.

  3. Sharing this on Facebook...describes my 2 and a half year old PERFECTLY!!!


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