Do you have special family traditions shared every year on Christmas Eve? We sure do. We attend an early evening church service and then hustle back home to let our kids open one present – Christmas jammies that they get to wear to bed. We put out treats for Santa and his reindeer and then snuggle in to read some Christmas stories.
I love Christmas Eve.
I know some families read Twas the Night Before Christmas, a poem written in 1822 by Clement Moore. This has never been a tradition in our family, but I think it’s cool that some families have passed this Christmas Eve reading down from one generation to the next.
I thought it might be fun to do a special twist on this Christmas Eve classic for all our Scottsdale Mom Blog friends.
To that I give you…
Twas the Night Before Christmas, Scottsdale style
Twas the night before Christmas and all through the Valley,
All the Scottsdale Moms were ready to rally.
The stockings were hung from their gas chimneys with flair,
In hopes that dad could put together all the last-minute fare.
The children were nestled all snug in their beds,
While visions of lit-up Saguaros danced in their heads.
With dad in his Cardinals tee and I in my Snuggie sack,
Had just started eating Santa’s leftover snacks.
When out in the living room arose such a clatter,
I sprang from my sack to see what was the matter.
I hustled down the hall as quick as a flash,
To discover our tree went down with a crash.
The elf on the shelf looked on in horror,
While our daughters scattered down the long corridor.
Some left over wrappings and their stockings dumped out,
Was evidence of their mischievous bout.
Dad and I looked at each other and just chuckled,
Assessing the damage from their late-night debacle.
Fortunately for them, the tree recovered,
Most of their booty still tightly covered.
We tucked them back in, in spite of their mess,
Kissing their foreheads, feeling so blessed.
We retreated to our bedroom to get some rest,
Preparing our minds for the next day’s excess.
The morning will come quick; we know that for sure,
The days events will likely pass in a blur.
Try to capture special moments, with your little ones near,
Seeing pass the presents toward their smiles from ear to ear.
From our homes to yours, we’re glad that you’re here,
Hoping to share in some holiday cheer.
So here’s to a snow-less tomorrow, with the sun likely shining bright,
“Merry Christmas Scottsdale Moms and to all a good-night!”
