Merry Christmas

Twas the night before Christmas, when all through the house,
Not a creature was stirring, Not even my mouse,
Daddy ventured off to get boys tucked in with care,
In hopes that deep sleep soon would be here.

The children were nestled all snug in their beds,
While visions of sugar-cookies danced in their heads.
And Mama in her chair with the baby, nursing for a nap,
Had just settled in for a movie, on tap.

When on her blog she realized, she's so scattered,
She forgot to wish everyone blessings amid all the chatter.
Away to the Apple, she flew like a flash,
Loaded the SD card and prayed it wouldn't crash.

The computer screen lit the living room aglow
And gave a lustre of pixels and a little light show.
Mama loaded the photos, typing with such speed,
And hoped that she wasn't too late, not too late indeed.

Amid all the cookies and the cards and the events,
She knew she had to say to the family and to the friends,
A baby is here to proclaim love's power and might,
"Happy Christmas to all, and to all a good-night!"