The Christmas Poem Collection: Christmas Poem 2008

Poem from 2008.

T'was a good year for health care, when in Target we shopped,

Alex tripped Jubilee and unconscious she dropped.

The ER was fun, so we returned the next day,

When Dylan dislocated his thumb during play,

Andres graduated and back to Ecuador he roamed,

Jacquelyn also graduated but she just came home.

Our new garage is a studio, smile and say, "Cheese!"

The vehicles sit outside so in the mornings we freeze.

Then the good times with Pulte suddenly stopped,

Sean now works on satellites that monitor rocks.

He writes out reports and takes samples of lead,

While the kids tell everyone he is an astronaut instead.

When what to our wippie soaked eyes did transcend?

Jubilee using the potty?

Our 7 years of diapering has come to an end!

The Boston's are multiplying, we have puppies each year,

And when Andres went home, Bloopy, the beta stayed here.

Life should be rosy for mommy right now,

But mommy had to drop out of her Master's program to work full time teaching preschoolers

who have the attention span of Jell-O and now she's too tired to and busy to bask in the lucid patterns of the unemployed day, let alone...

Sorry.

Quicker than Easy Mac the kids change and grow,

Dylan's 8, Jubilee's 3, Alex takes piano.

Jubilee can argue, Dylan wants MP3's,

Alex has 2 girlfriends, Oh, it's doom we foresee.

"Do your homework!", "Clean your room!" ,"You know bedtime is 8!"

"No gum till your 12", "There's still veggies on your plate"

"Get out of that tree! You're stuck? Oh well."

"Go ask your father why our dogs have no tails."

This year's brought us closer, closer to what I'm not sure,

But with Faith, Love and Patience, a New Year we'll endure!

Merry Christmas!

The Gavin Family

2008

The Christmas Poem Colletion: Christmas Poem 2007

The poems for 2005 and 2006 were either never written or they were lost.

Here is our family Christmas poem for 2007.

T'was a year for additions in household and dogs,

We acquired eight Boston's, Andres and Tom.

Sean was euphoric, he'd built his garage,

It holds all our junk, now we can't fit the cars.

The money ran out before the driveway was poured,

The kids ride their bikes on half concrete half boards.

Dylan's in 1st grade and Alex Pre-K,

Mommy takes pictures of Jubie all day.

Three kids are pleanty, a unanimous fact,

So Sean got "the surgery", and that took care of that.

When over the rooftop there arose some balloons,

Jubilee watched her binky fly off to the moon.

And what tidbit of info did Sean make quite clear?

Jacquelyn's nine years of college has procured no career.

But the end is in sight for Jacquelyn's B.A.

Spanish II and Algebra then graduation in May? (yay!)

So away to Ojai we went to relax

We un-wined and we dined, Pulte picked up the tab.

Our skin's a lot softer, we had time to rest,

First Hawaii then Ojai, we're feeling quite blessed!

Our sippie cup overflows, we have more than we need,

More mess, more debt, more chaos, more weeds.

Quicker that lightning the days come and go,

How we get through them, alive, I don't know.

"Help Sean!" "No Jubilee!" "Dylan and Alex, don't yell!"

"Jeeves, spit that out!" "Bijou, what is that smell!!?"

"Don't make me come in there!!" We shout till we're blue,

But in our indoor voice we say...

Merry Christmas to You!

2007