Instead of tying a nice Carolina grown tree
to the top of my Tahoe for all to see,
Wil found himself holding on the bus,
a spiky Nordic tree, and he didn't even cuss!
Our stockings were hung on our chimney with care,
And we hope Santa delivers to London...a city so fair(??)!
Our tree how it pricks! Our tree how it sheds!
We hope on Christmas our tree won't be dead!
Thanks to Maddie and Kyle, ornaments we did find,
including a picture of them, they are so kind!
And of imported Rotel and Velveeta we did eat,
because this cheese dip cannot be beat!
Then, off to Church we did go,
The story of baby Jesus to be shown.
And Wiley in his cotton balls,
a right jolly ole' sheep.
Would sing with his friends, so loudly they called,
"Glory to God! Glory to God! Glory to God in the Highest!"
4 comments:
ah, love y'all! merry, merry christmas
OH MY GOSH. Y'all are seriously adorable. I love you (and your fam), we'll be missing you something awful on Friday.
I am loving your blog posts! And Wiley is the cutest. I am so glad you've made it feel like home!
I think you have the cutest sheep in cotton balls I have EVER seen!! So glad to see Rotel cheese dip has made it over there (too bad LaPaz won't make it that far). We miss y'all SO much and Stumpy is right - Friday night is going to be the same without y'all!! XOXO
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