Twelve Days of Christmas Chaos

On the first day of Christmas my two sons gave to me a headache from their ear-piercing screams. 

On the second day of Christmas my two sons gave to me the urge to have two more babies! 

On the third day of Christmas my two sons gave to me three interruptions of my barely there sleep. 

On the fourth day of Christmas my two sons gave to me quiet listening as I read four Christmas stories.

On the fifth day of Christmas my two sons gave to me meltdowns over five too few cookies.

On the sixth day of Christmas my two sons gave to me six kisses with a big squeeze. 

On the seventh day of Christmas my two sons gave to me seven broken ornaments from “ball” throwing.

On the eighth day of Christmas my two boys gave to me eight silly moments for us all to laugh uncontrollably. 

On the ninth day of Christmas my two sons gave to me nine spills for me to clean. 

On the tenth day of Christmas my two sons gave to me ten fights to resolve peacefully.

On the eleventh day of Christmas my two sons gave to me eleven crying fits because I know it’s all temporary. 

On the twelfth day of Christmas my two sons gave to me twelve new cherished memories.