Wednesday, December 24, 2008

Twas the Night Before Christmas

Not a creature was stirring. Not even a Scrunch.
The stockings we hung by the chimney with care, with lots of little morsels left to munch.
And what did my bloodshot eyes did see?
Relatives there by the bunch.
With loot stacked by the mile next to the tree.
With piles like that we wont finish the celebrating till tomorrow at three.
Not bad, eh?


Marti said...

Merry Christmas to all you Castaic Partiers!! P.S. Love all the matching pj's:). I imagine Grami had something to do with that.

northslopegang said...

Merry Christmas!! WII love that too! Now our kids can rock out, be olympic champions and dance their feet off. FUN FUN FUN

Holly said...


Mayor of CrazyTown said...

Actually, it turns out that matching p.j.s is a genetic trait. :)

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