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The Parent's Lament
The REAL Night Before Christmas
'Twas
the night before Christmas, when all through the house
I searched for the tools to hand to my spouse.
Instructions
were studied and we were inspired,
in hopes we could manage"Some Assembly Required."
The
children were quiet (not asleep) in their beds,
while Dad and I faced the evening with dread:
A kitchen, two bikes, Barbie's townhouse to boot!
And now, thanks to Grandpa, a train with a toot!
We opened
the boxes, my heart skipped a beat -
Let no parts be missing or parts incomplete!
Too late for
last-minute returns or replacement;
if we can't get it right, it goes straight to the basement!
When
what to my worrying eyes should appear
But 50 sheets of directions, concise, but not clear,
With each part
numbered and every slot named,
so if we failed, only we could be blamed.
More
rapid than eagles the parts then fell out,
All over the carpet they were scattered about.
"Now
bolt it! Now twist it! Attach it right there!
Slide on the seats, and staple the stair!
Hammer the shelves, and nail to the stand."
"Honey," said hubby, "you just glued my hand."
And
then in a twinkling, I knew for a fact
that all the toy dealers had indeed made a pact
To keep parents busy all Christmas Eve night
With "assembly required" till morning's first light.
We spoke
not a word, but kept bent at our work,
till our eyes, they went blurry; our fingers all hurt.
The coffee went cold and the night, it wore thin
before we attached the last rod and last pin.
Then
laying the tools away in the chest,
we fell into bed for a well-deserved rest.
But I said to my husband just before I passed out,
"This will be the best Christmas, without any doubt.
Tomorrow
we'll cheer, let the holiday ring,
and not run to the store for one single thing!
We did it! We did it! The toys are all set
for the perfect, most magical, Christmas, I bet!"
Then
off to dreamland and sweet repose
I gratefully went, though I suppose
There's something to say for those self-deluded;
I'd forgotten that BATTERIES are never included!
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