A few years ago my wife and I stumbled upon a vendor in New York City who sold these great leather bound books filled with gorgeous Dickensian paper inside. We immediately decided to purchase one for each of our children. I think it was my wife who had the idea for me to write a story in each one for Christmas - and so a little Christmas tradition was born. The kids have enjoyed it and it makes me happy to give them something that won't end up in the garbage or at the bottom of the toy box (hopefully).
Sometimes I try to deliver a message or a bit of subtle parenting into the story. Other times I just write something like this which is the poem I wrote from my Lego-crazed son this year:
Legos Legos Everywhere
“Why are there Legos on the chair?”
“Why are there Legos over there?”
“Why are there Legos in your sister’s hair?”
Joey’s father was not happy
He told Joey to make it snappy
And clean up his Legos before he went batty
So Joey did what his father told him
And cleaned up the Legos so his father would not scold him
He scooped up the Legos from the chair
And checked for extras in his underwear
He even picked out the pieces from his sister’s hair!
When he was done his father was pleased
“Now it’s time for you to clean the bathroom,” his father teased
“No way Dad. I think I’m done.
“Picking up all those Legos wasn’t much fun.”
So Joey vowed from that day on
That no one in the house would ever step on
Another Lego from his vast collect-tion
So it's not Oscar Wilde but I guarantee the underwear line in there will get a laugh and that's all I'm looking for. What's better than making your kids laugh on Christmas?
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