my version.

-twas the night before christmas and all through the house, everyone is stirring and why the heck would we have mice?!? when is this the 1800's?

the stocking were hung with no care with hopes that my parent's don't forget to put stuff in there.

all the children are squished up against the dresser in Emily's room on the floor. while visions of stuff they're going to get in the morning running and bouncing off the walls in their heads. -

thats all i have energy for. typing sucks. merry christmas to all and to all a good night.