'Twas the night before Christmas and all through the house,
not a creature was stirring, not even a mouse...
Apparently the author didn't have teenagers.
They are up until the wee hours of the morning.
The stockings were hung by the chimney with care, yes they are
In hopes that St. Nicholas soon would be there.
and hopefully mom bought enough stuff to fill them.
The children were nestled all snug in their beds, NOT...remember...teenagers...
While visions of sugar-plums danced in their heads. or iTunes
And mamma in her kerchief (on her chiropractic pillow)
and I in my cap, wishing everyone would shut up and go to bed
Had just settled our brains for a long winter's nap. Yea, right. Try 5 hours.
When out on the lawn there arose such a clatter,
Yes, I hear the neighbors celebrating
I sprang from the bed to see what was the matter.
Go to sleep, Genny. Pretend you don't hear them.
Away to the window I flew like a flash,
Tore open the shutters and threw up the sash.
No, I am not calling the police. Need sleep.
The moon on the breast of the new-fallen snow
Gave the lustre of midday to objects below.
Snow? In Texas in December? Right.
When, what to my wondering eyes should appear,
But a miniature sleigh, and eight tiny reindeer.
Must be dreaming now.
Oh, the anticipation of waiting for Santa. And how could you sleep when you were so excited? And parents staying up late to put together various assortments of toys and paraphanalia only to be woken at 5:00 a.m. with a whispered, "Dad, it's time to get up! Santa came!" Huh...what? And then there was the year that Jeff convinced the girls that he was a Regional Distributor for Santa because Santa couldn't possibly be all over the world in one night.
I'm wondering if this year will be slightly different - three teenagers in the house who love sleeping in on vacation. I'm betting we get to sleep in until at least 8:00 a.m. Actually, I'm counting on it. And in case you were wondering? Yes, Santa still brings gifts to teenagers.
But I heard him exclaim 'ere he drove out of sight,
"Happy Christmas to all, and to all a good night!"
3 comments:
Very creative, Genny. Merry Christmas to all five of you! (and may you have sweet dreams and sleep in tomorrow morning).
Update: Woken up at 4:00 a.m. by Rebecca who was sick. Awake until 5:00 because what Mom sleeps with a sick child in the house? Fall back asleep only to be awakened by Abigail at 6:00. So much for the teenager theory!
Amen! My last one when to bed at 5:00 and the first one didn't go to bed until around 3:00. Thankfully, no one woke up until 10:00!
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