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A Christmas Story

Twas the month before Christmas and all through the house, N ot a creature was stirring not even a mouse. Too good to be true I went around and around Looking for my children who were no where to be found.   When what to my wondering eyes should appear Were two little shadows in the closet I fear I opened the door and to my dismay I saw two little bodies in the middle of play They found all the presents wrapped up so tight Lil Ashton and Aydin didn't put up a fight The look on their faces were happy as can be With wrapping paper in each hand looking up at me Now Aydin now Ashton what were you thinking Come on Tony Leonard why were you sleeping They got to the toys, they got to them all Now off to bed off to bed off to bed you all At first I cried, I couldn't believe Then I laughed at lil Aydin, he was only being three Ashton doesn't know better he's not even two But Tony Bologna, he knew better he knew   So I re-wrapped the presents and chuckled ...

For My Boys

You don’t call me mom, but I don’t care I’ll read you bedtime stories with your favorite teddy bear I’ll tuck you in and turn off the lights And say I love you even if there was a fight ... You don’t call me mom, but I love you the same I’ll call the doctor when you are in pain I’ll bandage you cuts and bruises too Whatever you need no matter the mood You don’t call me mom, yet you brighten my day You make me so mad with something smart to say You leave your clothes all over the floor I have to remind you to brush your teeth once more You don’t call me mom, but its okay I’ll still take you to practice every day I’ll cheer you on at your sporting events And brag on you with the other parents You don’t call me mom, but I’ll always be there To tell you you’re wrong, even though you don’t care I’ll yell and scream and discipline you too Those teenage years I know they’re hard on you You don’t call me mom, yet you make me cry Like the day I give you the keys to dr...