‘Twas the week before Christmas and all through the house
Everyone was screaming, even the mouse
Socks lay strewn about, cus nobody cares
Despite my comments and evil glares
The kids all whined about going to bed
The kicking, the screaming, ugh, the tears that were shed
I in my “stretchy pants”, just wanted to nap
I am so freaking over this Elf on the Shelf crap
Under the tree, there lay not one present
My current mood is anything but pleasant
No cookies have been baked; no pretzels chocolate dipped
Our parent’s gifts still haven’t been shipped
No teacher gifts have been bought, but I had an idea
Gonna win the day with chocolates and Sangria
I still have one week, no worries…. We’re cool
Mom always pulls it off cus she’s no fool
Fire up the minivan, c’mon, let’s go!
To Target, to Walmart, the bakery, the mall
Grab the Legos, grab the Barbies
We’ll walk away with all we need, the haul
Wrap them like lightening
Quietly hide them, just don’t forget where
I forgot about their stockings
Under my breath I continue to swear
As the days close in and the eve is near
Mr. finds a moment to crack open a beer
It’s almost done, the finish in sight
I work like a mad woman each day & night
I make promises I know that I never will keep
Like planning, budgeting, man I just want to sleep
As I sprinkle the last cookie and wrap the last bow
I look around and watch the quietly falling snow
Tis finally time for mama to give her glass of wine that refill
And snuggle up with the Mr. for some Netflix and chill
Your Mac Mama,
Jenn
