Exerpt from HOW TEETHING STOLE CHRISTMAS by A Mum Streussed


Teething hated the Mums down in Mum-ville they say,
so he snuck down in secret, early Christmas day.

He stole all their sleep, he stole all their dreaming,
he stole all their smiles ,all their giggles and snoozing.

Then he took it all up to the top of Mt. Crumpit,
packed high on his sleigh, he was ready to dump it.

He stared down at Mum-ville!
Teething popped his eyes!

Then he shook!
What he saw was a shocking surprise!

Every Mum down in Mum-ville, the tall and the small,
Was smiling and singing! Without any sleep at all!

He hadn’t stopped Christmas from coming!
It came!
Somehow or other, it came just the same!

And Teething, with his Teeth-pain-ice-cold in the snow,
Stood puzzling and puzzling: ‘How could it be so?’

‘It came without sleep! It came without dreams!’
‘It came as the Mums know how much it means!’

And he puzzled three hours, till his puzzler was sore.
Then Teething thought of something he hadn’t before!

‘Maybe Christmas,’ he thought, ‘means so much more.’
‘So after Christmas … perhaps … ‘I’ll let them all snore!’

And what happened then …?
Well … in Mum-ville they say

That the baby’s small teeth
Grew without pain that day!

Merry Christmas to all you lovely Mums out there.  Thanks for supporting my blog this year and I look forward to more Blog fun in the New Year.



Welcome to my blog and thanks for joining me. Mum to Emilie age 2 going on 21! This is the blog of my journey throughout motherhood and all the fun along the way.

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