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‘Twas the Night–TONIGHT!

Oh my goodness you have no idea, NO idea how much I love Christmas!  My birthday is November 2, and I celebrate it every year by putting up my Christmas tree and having my family and friends over for a turkey dinner, because in JennyPland, my birthday signifies the start of the Christmas season!

Here’s my one thing though: I think Christmas Day is a little sad, because as each minute ticks away, the day is leaving 🙁  SO, in my opinion, today is the greatest day of the entire year.  Christmas Eve is the most magical day ever, in my opinion, because you’re so eager, so anxious, so happy, and so excited for what’s still to come!  I think anticipation is glorious and there is no anticipation greater than the night before Christmas!  So we’re hoping to send some eager, anxious, giddy, snuggly, warm, and loving Christmas Eve thoughts your way today!  And just in case you need an extra push, remember this one thing if you’re in the midst of holiday stress, or feeling slightly blue this Christmas:  no matter what you have or haven’t got, little children all over the world are going to sleep with eager smiles and beating hearts tonight with thoughts of Santa Claus in their little minds, and that energy alone is enough to lift all of our spirits!

THE NIGHT BEFORE CHRISTMAS
by Clement Clarke Moore
or Henry Livingston


‘Twas the night before Christmas, when all through the house

Not a creature was stirring, not even a mouse;

The stockings were hung by the chimney with care,

In hopes that St. Nicholas soon would be there;

The children were nestled all snug in their beds,

While visions of sugar-plums danced in their heads;

And mamma in her ‘kerchief, and I in my cap,

Had just settled down for a long winter’s nap,

When out on the lawn there arose such a clatter,

I sprang from the bed to see what was the matter.

Away to the window I flew like a flash,

Tore open the shutters and threw up the sash.

The moon on the breast of the new-fallen snow

Gave the lustre of mid-day to objects below,

When, what to my wondering eyes should appear,

But a miniature sleigh, and eight tiny reindeer,

With a little old driver, so lively and quick,

I knew in a moment it must be St. Nick.

More rapid than eagles his coursers they came,

And he whistled, and shouted, and called them by name;

“Now, Dasher! now, Dancer! now, Prancer and Vixen!

On, Comet! on Cupid! on, Donder and Blitzen!

To the top of the porch! to the top of the wall!

Now dash away! dash away! dash away all!”

As dry leaves that before the wild hurricane fly,

When they meet with an obstacle, mount to the sky,

So up to the house-top the coursers they flew,

With the sleigh full of toys, and St. Nicholas too.

And then, in a twinkling, I heard on the roof

The prancing and pawing of each little hoof.

As I drew in my head, and was turning around,

Down the chimney St. Nicholas came with a bound.

He was dressed all in fur, from his head to his foot,

And his clothes were all tarnished with ashes and soot;

A bundle of toys he had flung on his back,

And he looked like a peddler just opening his pack.

His eyes — how they twinkled! his dimples how merry!

His cheeks were like roses, his nose like a cherry!

His droll little mouth was drawn up like a bow,

And the beard of his chin was as white as the snow;

The stump of a pipe he held tight in his teeth,

And the smoke it encircled his head like a wreath;

He had a broad face and a little round belly,

That shook, when he laughed like a bowlful of jelly.

He was chubby and plump, a right jolly old elf,

And I laughed when I saw him, in spite of myself;

A wink of his eye and a twist of his head,

Soon gave me to know I had nothing to dread;

He spoke not a word, but went straight to his work,

And filled all the stockings; then turned with a jerk,

And laying his finger aside of his nose,

And giving a nod, up the chimney he rose;

He sprang to his sleigh, to his team gave a whistle,

And away they all flew like the down of a thistle.

But I heard him exclaim, ere he drove out of sight,

“Merry Christmas to all, and to all a good-night.”

xoxoxoxo


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