Christmas with kids really is the best.
With my wife in her PJs and me under covers
We just settled down for a short winter's rest
We knew in five hours three kids would be screaming
They'd jump in our bed, yelling and beaming
And although we will groan, be tired, and protest
We really can't wait because it's not Christmas we detest
We love their little faces and their excitement they share
When they say much too loudly, "He really was here!"
As they rip through the presents and they marvel at the bike
You will remember the past
When it seemed the paper and boxes were all that they liked
But they're growing up fast and you start to see
It is this time right now together, is how life is meant to be.
Though our eardrums might shatter from their volume and chorus
We count on the fact that our kids will never bore us.
We love them and can't wait for tomorrow to come
Though tonight we may have drank more than a surly old bum
Head straight for the tree, though you feel you might die
And enjoy every moment before it passes you by.
Take heart when it's over that you made it to this day
And that at least for two hours they won't ask you to play.
Enjoy your Christmas with the kids like I will
Now, where the hell is my coffee and the Advil?
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