Twas the Month before Christmas
and we were all in
Everyone was stiring
Even the chin
The stockings were hung by the tree with care
I pray to dog Large Fry leaves them there
The Mr has gone after milk for the babe
To ensure to all that my sanity is saved
As Small Fry lunges for the glass reindeer
I really wish he had bought more beer
And I sit here shopping, playing Santa Claus
The damn dog runs in with mud on her paws
The children are psycho, refusing bed
While visions of wine glasses dance in my head
Out on the lawn falls new fallen snow
I think to myself "Wow, Christmas stress really blows".
When in the living room arose such a clatter
I haul my ass off the computer to see what is the matter
When what in front of me should I see
Small Fry is taking a gigantic pee
The Large Fry is shrieking to my best guess
"Oh My God Mommy! Small Fry took a piss!'
I knew in that moment that wine was bliss
With me on the steamer
I realize I am quite the dreamer
I wish it was me calling out into the night
Merry Christmas to all and to all a GOOD NIGHT
About Me
- Aly
- Very Small Town. No really. Don't even try to look., Alberta, Canada
- I am a stay at home mother of 2 boys. I try to keep total and complete command of this kingdom. I reign tall! But they are very are skilled little ninjas waiting to take me out at any available opportunity. You would think I would learn my lesson. I don't. Every day, I return. Everyday they kick ass.
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