‘Tis five days before Christmas and I’m holding back tears
Just thinking how the holiday has changed o’er the years.
I remember like yesterday Christmas two-thousand-nine,
I was tired and bloated and couldn’t drink wine.
We gathered with family and shared our big news:
For the next seven months, I couldn’t drink booze!
A baby!! Everyone was excited and knew that they’d love
What was growing in my belly – this tiny turtledove.
Fast forward a little – Christmas two-thousand-ten
The Princes was here, five months old she was then.
The lights! The tree! She thought Christmas was cool…
As she crinkled the wrapping paper and covered it with drool.
Christmas two-thousand-eleven – this one’s a haze.
We’d just had a new baby. She was only seven days!
The Princess was older, she’d learned presents were more fun
Than the paper they were wrapped in. Christmas is great when you’re one!
And then there was last year. Christmas two-thousand-twleve.
We started the tradition of the Elf on the Shelf.
We found it quite handy having this little spy
That would report back to Santa how many gifts to bring by.
The Princess said, “I want a guitar!”
And Santa brought the girls their first car.
And now here we are, another Christmas almost here.
I’ve realized the holidays just get better each year.
We’ll make new memories, see family and friends.
And our Christmas will be filled with love that never ends.