'Twas the night before Christmas and Ruthie got dressed,
in a dress that was mine and she looked the best.
She wore it on her first just like I wore it on mine.
That thing is 28 years old but it looks just fine!
The children had been nestled all snug in their beds,
but they still don't get it, so nothing danced in their heads.
Up and at 'em to church we went,
where we talked about Christmas and what it really meant.
And then, in a twinkling, I recalled this dress, too!
This one is 28 years old as well, but it looks like new!
Her eyes how they twinkled! Her dimples how merry!
But this wouldn't be true if I had eaten dairy. :(
Aunt Meg's not chubby or plump, but she's a right jolly ol' elf.
With that new camera on her face, I'd say she looks like myself! ;)
We sprang to the tree...
to hang our ornaments anew,
'cause when you get a new ornament that's just what you do.
But I heard them laughing, one of my greatest joys...
Happy Christmas to all,
now we have too many toys.