Twas the night before Christmas… with babies
Twas the night before Christmas and all through our lair
Not a creature was stirring, especially not Hannah or Claire.
We’d fed them, and bathed them, and calmed all their screams.
And checked on their breathing, while busy with dreams.
We took a quick sigh, and enjoyed a nice break
Until it dawned on us, that the kids would soon wake
With limited time and a lot of work to do
Oh, how I wished the story of Santa was true
But I knew the facts which settled my fate
I’d be reading directions and building quite late
The missus and I unpacked the closet and stared at the heap
Looks like I’ll be enjoying Christmas this year without any sleep
I gulped down my milk, and scarfed down that cookie
and took on my next task with the poise of a rookie
You see I’m not very handy, and my tool kit is lame
To me, all those parts, look exactly the same
They’re lying when they say that you can build it with ease.
This would be much simpler if the directions weren’t in Chinese
I mean, seriously, just how many toys do these kids need?
Isn’t there some village in Africa we could feed?
The Kitchen Set, Princess Tent, Hungry Hippos, and Doc McStuffins Medical Center
The Doll House, tricycle, train set, trampoline, I’m starting to lose my temper
The pants, shirts, jackets, and shoes that makes them look cool
What if we saved all this money and put it towards school?
How much is enough? Have we all become deluded?
Oh man, you gotta be kidding me, “Batteries not Included”
One last trip to the all night grocery store and I’m totally exhausted
It feels like I was thrown in a pit full of elves and accosted
I awake on the carpet, under the tree where I fell.
Next to me, my daughter is ringing her new bicycle bell
She’s not going ecstatic, in fact she’s behaving quite meek
She takes a moment to reflect and then starts to speak
“Daddy, this is amazing, and the sheer magnitude of toys is great
But I think Santa has been too generous. Why don’t we donate…
some of these toys to people less privileged than us.
It would be pretty simple, not much of a fuss”.
“There are so many wonderful organizations out there who could use some aid
C’mon Dad, I’ll help load the car. Don’t be afraid.
I’m just thankful for you and mom and this wonderful home that we share.
I don’t need all these possessions to show that you care.”
Okay, so the last part didn’t happen. But I hope that it could.
And my kids will have compassion and empathy and will that is good.
So this holiday season, let’s remember the spirit of the man in the red suit from above
The only true gift we all really need is a box with with a bow that’s filled up with love.