The Night Before Christmas

’Twas the night before Christmas, when all through the house
Not a creature was stirring, not even a mouse;

(We hope... so far so good, only spiders...)

The stockings were hung by the chimney with care,
In hopes that St. Nicholas soon would be there;

The children were nestled all snug in their beds,
While visions of sugar-plums danced in their heads;

(She might be in bed, but there's no guarantee she'll stay sleeping for long...)

I don't own a kerchief and I'm pretty sure Bob doesn't have a cap.  hehe.  Last night we had Schlipf Christmas in Gridley and tonight we went to the Koch Christmas... good times.  Three down, three to go. 

Merry Christmas to All, and to All A Good Night!