Thread: The Night Before Christmas Mom

> The Night Before Christmas Mom
>
>
> Twas the night before Christmas, when all thru the
> abode Only one creature was stirring, & she was cleaning
> the commode.
>
> The children were finally sleeping, all snug in
> their beds, while visions of N-64 & Barbie, flipped
> through their heads.
>
> The dad was snoring in front of the TV,
> with a half-constructed bicycle propped on his knee.
> So only the mom heard the reindeer hooves clatter,
> which made her sigh, "Now what is the matter?"
>
> With toilet bowl brush still clutched in her hand,
> She descended the stairs, & saw the old man.
> He was covered with ashes & soot, which fell with a
> shrug, "Oh great," muttered the mom, "Now I have to
> clean the rug."
>
> "Ho Ho Ho!" cried Santa, "I'm glad you're awake."
> "Your gift was especially difficult to make."
> "Thanks, Santa, but all I want is time alone."
> "Exactly!" he chuckled, "So, I've made you a
> clone."
>
> "A clone?" she muttered, "What good is that?"
> "Run along, Santa, I've no time for chit chat."
> Then out walked the clone - The mother's twin,
> Same hair, same eyes, same double chin.
>
> "She'll cook, she'll dust, she'll mop every mess.
> You'll relax, take it easy, watch The Young & The
> Restless."
> "Fantastic!" the mom cheered. "My dream has come
> true!"
> "I'll shop, I'll read, I'll sleep a night through!"
>
> >From the room above, the youngest did fret.
> "Mommy?! Come quickly, I'm scared & I'm wet."
> The clone replied, "I'm coming, sweetheart."
> "Hey," the mom smiled, "She sure knows her part."
>
> The clone changed the small one & hummed her tune,
> as she bundled the child in a blanket cocoon.
> "You're the best mommy ever. I really love you."
> The clone smiled & sighed, "And I love you, too."
>
> The mom frowned & said, "Sorry, Santa, no deal."
> That's my child's LOVE she is trying to steal."
> Smiling wisely Santa said, "To me it is clear,
> Only one loving mother is needed here."
>
> The mom kissed her child & tucked her in bed.
> "Thank You, Santa, for clearing my head.
> I sometimes forget, it won't be very long,
> when they'll be too old for my cradle & song."
>
> The clock on the mantle began to chime.
> Santa whispered to the clone, "It works every
> time."
> With the clone by his side Santa said "Goodnight.
> Merry Christmas, dear Mom, You will be all right."
>
> Sometimes we need reminding of what life is all
> about. Especially at times during the Holiday
> season, when all we seem to do is clean and bake
> and shop
> and and and and and and and....You get the picture,
> I'm sure. So stop for a moment and hug that little
> one so special, whether he/she is 2 months or 22
> years, or
> even older than that.
>
> For they are the Gift that God gave us in
> life...and what a gift to be treasured, far above
> any other!
>
> May the real meaning of Thanksgiving and Christmas
> be with