His [Santa’s] eyes, how they twinkled!
His dimples, how merry!
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He had a broad face and a round little belly,
that shook when he laughed
like a bowl full of jelly.
—W. Clement Stone, T’was the Night Before Christmas
Duff here. Christmas was amazing for Me. First, the Lights came on. Those twinkly, sparkly Christmas Lights are fun to play With. It was a peaceful Time. Just Mom and Me. But Santa Came! I got new Toys. And deluxe Bedding. And Mom played with Me. Always a fun time. We live unstuck.
I was so hoping to Wait Up for the Big Guy. You know, to see how He would get intoÂ Our Home. We don’t have a Chimney. No Doggy door. And the windows are closed up Tight. So this was a Puzzle to Me. But I decided he was both Clever and Creative, for I know He was the one Who brought My gifts. I’m absolutely convinced. But alas, I fell asleep early. And rather than Sugar Plums, I dreamt of finally catching The Elusive Squirrel. Living unstuck.
How was Your Christmas? Was Santa good to You? Or did You get a sock of Coal? I say: Revel in whatever you Received. Enjoy the sentiment. Perhaps You were fortunate, like Me. Santa left part of a pork Chop. All Mine. That’s living unstuck. #unstuck-living#post-Christmas-reminiscing