Dear Son #1, #2, & #3,
Merry Christmas my boys! The big day is almost here, the wait is finally over! Santa comes tonight and yes, you’ve been good boys so I’ve put in a good word for you. I’ve also put together a little Christmas song for you, hope you like it!
On the first day of Christmas my three boys gave to me,
A big ‘ol snotty-nosed kiss.
On the second day of Christmas my three boys gave to me,
Two pee-soaked jammies and a big old snotty-nosed kiss.
On the third day of Christmas my three boys gave to me,
Three wrestling matches, two pee-soaked jammies and a big ‘ol snotty-nosed kiss.
On the fourth day of Christmas my three boys gave to me,
Four projectile vomits, three wrestling matches, two pee-soaked jammies and a big ‘ol snotty-nosed kiss.
On the fifth day of Christmas my three boys gave to me,
Five poopy diapers! Four projectile vomits, three wrestling matches, two pee-soaked jammies and a big ‘ol snotty-nosed kiss.
On the sixth day of Christmas my three boys gave to me,
Six public meltdowns, five poopy diapers! Four projectile vomits, three wrestling matches, two pee-soaked jammies and a big ‘ol snotty-nosed kiss.
On the seventh day of Christmas my three boys gave to me,
Seven midnight wakeups, six public meltdowns, five poopy diapers! Four projectile vomits, three wrestling matches, two pee-soaked jammies and a big ‘ol snotty-nosed kiss.
On the eighth day of Christmas my three boys gave to me,
Eight sticky juice spills, seven midnight wakeups, six public meltdowns, five poopy diapers! Four projectile vomits, three wrestling matches, two pee-soaked jammies and a big ‘ol snotty-nosed kiss.
On the ninth day of Christmas my three boys gave to me,
Nine pools of drool, eight sticky juice spills, seven midnight wakeups, six public meltdowns, five poopy diapers, four projectile vomits, three wrestling matches, two pee-soaked jammies and a big ‘ol snotty-nosed kiss.
On the tenth day of Christmas my three boys gave to me,
Ten stepped-on Cheerios, nine pools of drool, eight sticky juice spills, seven midnight wakeups, six public meltdowns, five poopy diapers! Four projectile vomits, three wrestling matches, two pee-soaked jammies and a big ‘ol snotty-nosed kiss.
On the eleventh day of Christmas my three boys gave to me,
Eleven hours of Paw Patrol, ten stepped-on Cheerios, nine pools of drool, eight sticky juice spills, seven midnight wakeups, six public meltdowns, five poopy diapers! Four projectile vomits, three wrestling matches, two pee-soaked jammies and a big ‘ol snotty-nosed kiss.
On the twelfth day of Christmas my three boys gave to me,
Twelve loads of laundry, eleven hours of Paw Patrol, ten stepped-on Cheerios, nine pools of drool, eight sticky juice spills, seven midnight wakeups, six public meltdowns, five poopy diapers! Four projectile vomits, three wrestling matches, two pee-soaked jammies and a big ‘ol snotty-nosed kiss.
Merry Christmas my little boys!
Love Mommy
xox
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Merry Christmas, it really doesn’t seem much different from any other day🤣.
So with that being said, I think next year for 12 days, Daddy should be the one to
Conquer all.
Merry Christmas Kiezebrink’s…we can only hope for Mommy’s sake that this song that has been
Written for you three will change at sometime in the future and hopefully long before your teenage years
😘🤗
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