22 Dec Of friends and siblings
The cemetery is beautiful every time of year.
The giant car cart with squeaky wheel you’re always sure to hear.
In traditional Christmas fashion, Baby Jesus vrooms up arm of chair.
And baby leaning over couch means sleep is very near.
No matter what the season, couch jumping just won’t get old.
And when siblings feign their sleep, “Mom, take a picture” is what I’m told.
Aside from three-year-old rages
and baby molars causing frightful stages
and tantrums that seem contagious,
I’d say it’s the most wonderful time of the ages.
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