Twas the Night Before Thanksgiving

and all through the house

Not a creature was stirring - not even a mouse.

The tables were arranged with obsessive care

In hopes that the relatives would be happy there.

The children were nestled all snug in their beds

Battered and traumatized from the many times that Mommy said....

Do not make a mess - don't touch that it's clean!

The Mommy worked hard to not be too mean.

and Mamma in her sweat pants

and Daddy in his hat

Were never going to get

Their much deserved nap.

When from the kitchen there arose such a clatter

I sprang to my feet to see what was the matter.

Away to the pantry I flew with a dash.

Threw open the door and let out a gasp.

When what to my exhausted eyes should appear

but a bad little pug with no morals or fear

Doing the best that she knew how to do

To hoist her fat self to the top shelf of food.

She was little and feisty and naughty and quick

I knew in a moment that I never should kick.

More rapid than eagles my coursers they came

and suddenly words came out of my mouth much too horrible to name!

At this point I am not sure that I remember the song

Plus there is still much to do and my rhyme is too long.

I will gladly exclaim as I turn off the light

Happy Thanksgiving to all

and to all a good night!!!!!!

Happy Thanksgiving!!!!

:)

Holly

Dear Saturday the 21st

Dear Saturday the 21st,

Thank you VERY much for coming. This has been a long week and I am glad that you have FINALLY arrived! I have many cute things that I can put on my blog now that you are here and I am excited to catch up on several projects because - thanks to your arrival - we get to have our Daddy around (with the exception of quite a bit of golfing) for one entire week!!!!!!!!!!!!! I appreciate your arrival although it took you long enough! Seriously!

Signed,

Your friend,

Holly

Tune in next week for a very sharply written letter bemoaning Monday the 22nds arrival. :)

The Good News and the Bad News

Yes - this is allergy testing - yes - it was terrible - yes - it was over quickly - yes she cried - hard - yes - I was sick to my stomach and I hated hated hated that she had to go through it

but

you know what?????????

She is allergic to NOTHING and is now on two less medications than we were going in. I am now the proud of mother of an asthmatic - not an asthmatic and a child with allergies.

I guess we all gotta take the good with the bad!

Whisper in their ears......

There are so many things I want to whisper in their ears. When they are still and sleepy and holding my hand...........

There are so many things that I want to say to them after a busy and fun day.

I want to say how special they are - but I want them to be humble.

I want to tell them to be happy but I want them to be able to handle it when they are sad.

I want to tell them that they can do anything that they want but I really don't want them to do anything that they want - think of the chaos in my van alone!!!!!

Tonight I decided as I whispered in the soft little ear and tucked the little footed jammie under the covers that I would whisper

Try

I want you to try.

I want you to try anything and everything but learn from your choices.

I want you to try hard.

I want you to do your very best at everything you do.

There is so much that can be solved with just a little try.

So that is what I whispered tonight

In the soft little ear

I kissed the sleeping cheek and I tucked them in a little tighter and all I whispered was

try