‘Tis the Day Before Christmas, and it’s safe to say;
The Children all wish ’twere night, not day.
The stockings are hung by the chimney with care,
and they all remain really quite bare!
The Children are restless and running about,
waiting for Santa to remove all their doubt.
The Wife has relaxed and lain down on the couch,
attempting to take a Christmas Eve slouch.
Meals all planned, the house cleaned with care,
anticipating company soon to be there.
Then out on the lawn there arose such a clatter,
I sprang from the basement to see what was the matter!
‘Twas just the dogs, barking at the neighbor;
Guess I shouldn’t expect from them any favor.
So back to the basement and the computer below,
to find that the children have struck their own blow!
Their restlessness reached a cathartic crescendo,
Resulting in messes from end, OH! to end OH!
So gritting my teeth, a grim look on my face,
I set them about cleaning up the whole place.
For the Shelf Elf was watching amidst all their grime,
Ready to report to Santa one last time.
And after weathering all of their bluster,
The Wife and I agreed their efforts passed muster.
So away they both went, looking for entertainment,
while I wondered about some kind of containment.
Soon nightfall will be here, though not soon enough,
And they will begin to get some of their stuff.
Then after dinner, perhaps one last cartoon,
For tomorrow we’ll be watching “A Chrismas Story” at noon.
And then off to bed, on this most anticipated night,
Hoping their Christmas dreams will take flight.
As for the Wife and I, it will be with great gusto
That we attempt to arrange all the presents just so.
But not before both kids are asleep,
Even then we can only barely make a peep!
Then, finally, a night of sleep for ourselves,
Having played the part of Santa and his elves.
And with that, I think it’s time to say,
Merry Christmas to all, and to all a Good Day!