Christmas At My House 2

I love driving or walking down Main St

And seeing everyone's personalities come to life

In the way they display lights, greenery, etc

This time of the year.

While the outside of my house

Remains void of lights,

Not for lack of begging on certain small children's part

But more because mama hates a tall ladder

And papa has enough to do already,

The inside of our house is feeling all Christmasy.

Want to come in?
*long post ahead*

You could walk up the sidewalk and enter thru my front door

Take off your boots

-Because of course, there is snow on the ground-

And hang your coat in the front entry.

Or you could walk on around

To my kitchen door.

Because the kitchen is in the final stages of completion

I really didn't put up much in this room.

Just these two simple wreaths

That will be filled with pictures and cards

From people we love.

The dining table is set

Because we're expecting you.

The kids want to know

When can we actually sit at the dining room table again?

Well, kids, you could put on proper manners

And dress to the nines

Then mama will let you dine.

While I might sound the like the evil queen

We do usually have a "dress-up" dinner

Sometime around Christmas.

Gives everyone an excuse to get out the bow tie

And I think it's a great training ground

For proper ettiquette when we're away from home.

 You could pull up a chair in front of the fire

If the fire actually put off heat and not just a flame

Burning gas enough to bankrupt us.

But since it's a special occasion

We'll let you enjoy the flame.

And just to keep it real

This is probably what you'll be tripping over

To even get to a seat.

Lego's--a mama's best friend.

 The front parlor

Is home to, yes, a sleigh

And, yes, we've used it.

Only now the pony has died and so it has gotten a home inside

To keep the small critters from munching on the velvet seat.

She's a beauty, alright.

And squint your eyes, cause that tree is fa-a-alling.

 Upstairs on the landing

We let the kids put up a fake tree

With the train running around the bottom of it.

You're likely to smell the smoke from it's stack

And hear the whistle blow

If you stay for long enough.

I didn't do a lot with the bedrooms upstairs

Although that would be a dream of mine someday.

This house has just so many rooms

It's a monumental job to put everything up

And then take it all back down.

So I settled with lights and some greens in our bedroom.

Now that you've taken your tour

You can come back to the kitchen with me

And inhale the smell of truffles and chocolate

As we finish the candy-making session

Myron and I started last night.

And maybe I'll even send a box of 'em home with you

If I haven't eaten them all

In the time it takes you to say "yummy".

JO