So Unfair

‘Twas ten days after Christmas, and all through my pad…

There were no cookies, no fruitcake, no fudge to be had.

The daughter had been wrestled from snug in her bed…

And returned to her classroom; what each teacher dreads.

With hubs in his sweatshirt, and I in my slippers…

We drank lots of coffee, but still weren’t quite chipper.

When from the teen’s bedroom there arose cell phone chatter…

We opened his door to see what was the matter.

“Let’s go bowling; then we’ll get lunch! Let’s see a movie, maybe a bunch!”

“To Starbucks! To McDonald’s! To the big downtown mall! Now drive away, drive away, drive away all!”

As restless college kids that before the end of winter break  sigh…

When they have to hang out with parents, without asking why…

So off to his adventures with his posse he flew…

With a wallet full of gift cards, and a wad of cash too.

And we heard him exclaim as he drove out of sight…

“I’ve got one more week of vacation, suckers! I’ll see you tonight!”


Got friends? Great, amazing girlfriends? Then you’ll understand my Moonfrye post today, That Kind of Friend. Would love to have you visit me over there today.

And bring a friend.


Santa’s Not Her Bag

There once was a little girl, who was quite tiny and cherub-like on her very first Christmas.

Only four months old, to be exact.

And her very proud parents did what many well-meaning parents do.

They took her to see Santa Claus. Her older brother knew the routine one must follow in order to get the goods from the Big Bearded Man.

You write a nice note, you sit on his lap and chat a bit, smile for the pictures, and swear up and down that you’ve been nice (not naughty). This would be the first year her brother could add I’ve been nice to my sister to his list of good deeds.

This little girl, however, was not on board.

She was deer-in-the-headlights scared to be sitting on Santa’s lap, which then led to tears. So sad to see such a little one crying in Santa’s workshop.

Her parents chalked it up to her littleness.

Problem is, several years later she had never outgrown her dislike of Santa.

 And yet, we kept on taking her to see him.

For a picture like this, wouldn’t you?

This post is linked up with Tonya of Letters for Lucas and Natalie at Mommy of a Monster & Twins for their Santa Photo link-up!

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Christmas Perfection

As hard as we may try to create the perfect holiday experience for our families each year, the truth is it doesn’t really exist.

Unless you change your perspective on what perfection truly is.

It’s Wednesday, so I’m hanging out over at Moonfrye talking about the memories you’ll find in the Christmas chaos.

And a certain little girl who made me laugh.

I’d love for you to visit me over there today.