09christmasdecor06

‘Twas the day after Black Friday, when all through the house
Everyone decorated, even my spouse.
The stockings were hung by the chimney with flare,
In hopes that the Soldier would soon be there.
Out on the porch, Cammie scurried with lights,
“This year we’re going to do this thing right.”
While Big Mama sat Gavin, she worked in a flash,
Her family’s first Christmas must be the best bash.
As Gavin’s first ornament was hung on the tree,
The girls’ handmade treasures were all hid from me.
“Just the ones made of paper, the cheesy ones, Mom.”
And off went my favorites, as I tried to stay calm.
Sophie anxiously watched with wide-eyed stare,
As the train and the village, I unpacked with care.
Discovering we needed a little more snow,
Back to the store, Joe and Courtney would go.
So I gazed for a moment, at our unfinished site,
Then I noticed the stockings—something wasn’t quite right.
The two new additions in camo stuck out.
OH NO! It’s my fault, Cammie’s going to pout.
“Which side should their names go, which way do they hang,”
“They hang like a ‘J’,” I insisted.  DANG!
Her family’s first Christmas could not be doomed,
So I thought for a moment, before she entered the room.
“I messed up, I’m sorry, but please don’t dismay,
They’ll make him feel special as we welcome home for Trey.
If your stockings hang backwards and look like a ‘J’,
You might be a Redneck, is what others will say.”