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

The children were stirring, they e’en woke up the mouse!

Too hyped up on sugar, too excited for sleep,

The tots little eyes were a flutter; no rest would they keep.

So they mounted the stairs and crept down by the tree

where all was aglow in a blue, red and gold firefly sea.

But all was not right. No! Something was missing.

That for which their parent’s asses they’d been kissing.

“The Presents, The Presents, The Presents!” they cried.

Not a box or a bag was left, they were fit to be tied.

And here in their place a hand written scrawl

signed by the Grinch that he’d taken their haul.

That nasty old Grinch had played them for fools

And stolen their shiny dolls, trucks and hammering tools.

But perhaps a slight miracle could yet be had

if they followed his clues, there’d be no need to be sad. 

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This just in : Grinch not reformed as previously believed! No! And I have proof! He visited my house late on Christmas eve and stole my children’s presents from right under the tree…

The good news? He was a lazy Grinch and left them stashed in our house instead of taking them back to his secret base of operations on Mount Crumpit. *phew* Rori and Parker agreed this was a very good thing because they were too big to fit inside a snowflake. And if they were too big to fit inside a snowflake then the rescue operation was pretty much blown from the get…

The other good news? He left clues around the house as to where the gifts could be found. One clue led to another, than another, than another, which led closer and closer to the bright shiny packages that the children so coveted. So in the end, the Grinch’s heart may not have grown 3 sizes, but my children were reuinted with their presents. A good day was had by all.

Until I went to make breakfast and discovered that nasty old Grinch had also drank the rest of my milk and that meant no milk for coffee… NOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!

It was a great Christmas though. I got to spend it with the people I cherish most, locked in the arms of a man who loves me and surrounded by toys, Christmas wrapping and children running on pure sugar. They were great. They loved the decorations. They loved their gifts. They loved the cookie decorating station. It was a day of pure win. And I couldn’t be happier for getting the chance to spend it quietly at home with them. It reminds me how incredibly lucky and how incredibly blessed I truly am to have them in my life. No matter what comes my way I will always have them in my corner cheering me on.

That my friends is the sound of pure win.

I’m so looking forward to what the next year will bring. I’m looking forward to expanding my new business. To meeting new couples. To sharing in their special day.

I’m looking forward to what life holds now that I am an out of the closet Mommy. And I am so grateful and so overwhelmed that I get to be here.

When I started this blog last year I never once thought I would be sitting where I am right now, December the 27th, out to my friends and family. Finally, wholeheartedly Free. If I got one wish for Christmas, that would have been it.

Yesterday as I tucked Rori under her blankets and gently kissed her sleeping foreheard, her eyes fluttered open for a second. She smiled when she saw me leaning over her and whispered sleepily,… “I love you, Mommy.”

To that I can only say : Best. Christmas. Ever.