Little Boy asked if he could have a Christmas Party for his birthday.
"No, Taylor, that's silly."
"Please mom? It would be so cool! We could wear Santa hats instead of birthday hats and we could have stockings and my friends could put my presents underneath the Christmas tree!"
He had a good point...so the Christmas Birthday Party plans got underway:
Twas the morning of the party and all through the kitchen every creature was stirring and momma's a.... complaining. The stockings were ready to be decorated with care, in hopes that friends soon would be there.The children were bouncing all over in their beds,While visions of brownie sundaes danced in their heads. And Sidney in her elf ears and me in my cap, had just declared, "We need a Nap!"
When out at the front door there arose such a clatter, we sprang from the kitchen to see what was the matter. Away to the door Taylor flew like a bat, tore open the front door and handed out hats.
He blew out his candle, and got more toys than he could handle, And away they all flew full of sugar and candy. I heard him exclaim, with his 6th year complete, "Happy Birthday to me, this party was sweet!"