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Twas the Night After Christmas

So, a couple of nights after Christmas, I suddenly realized that I had been watching TV uninterrupted for over an hour. And it wasn't Sesame Street or SpongeBob! Now, this is an unheard of event in my house! It was a big deal!

I was so inspired by this rate occurrence, that I started writing about it. And here is what I came up with! I think most Mamas can relate. Hope you enjoy it!


Twas the night after Christmas and all through the South
Not a single kid was crying or fighting, not one opened their mouth.


All of their gifts were scattered across the room and the floor, 
The room that was so clean and so bright not hours before.


Before the chaos, the frantic hurry, or the joy
Of finding the one, the only, that just perfect special toy.


Yes, the special toy that turns little woes into merriment
That special toy that the oh, so smart Santa sent.


The toy that turns frown into smiles and stops that annoying whine
The toy that allows Mama a moment to herself and that glorious glass of wine.


Santa hit the jackpot with his attentive selection this year
And Mama can watch just a little TV and  actually hear.


Although it won't last, the calm will slowly fade away
But until then, this Mama is going to enjoy the quiet of this special day.


So, am I right? Can you relate?
Let me know in the comments below!

PS...
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