The Twelve Days of Christmas

On the first day of Christmas,
my true love, Kyle, gave to me
our freezer full of dead coyote.

On the second day of Christmas,
my true love, Benelli, gave to me
two pine-sapped cat ears (drinking too much tree water),
and our freezer full of dead coyote.

On the third day of Christmas,
my true love, Piper, gave to me
three oozy boogers (smeared in her crib),
two pine-sapped ears,
and our freezer full of dead coyote.

On the fourth day of Christmas,
my true loves, the girls, gave to me
four bare feet (warming on the heat vent; every morning!),
three oozy boogers,
two pine-sapped ears,
and our freezer full of dead coyote.

On the fifth day of Christmas,
my true love, the coffee pot, gave to me
F-I-V-E cups of coffee (shhhh, don't tell my husband),
four bare feet,
three oozy boogers,
two pine-sapped ears,
and our freezer full of dead coyote.

On the sixth day of Christmas,
my true love, Kyle, gave to me
six mounted animals (half of which are in my bedroom),
F-I-V-E cups of coffee,
four bare feet,
three oozy boogers,
two pine-sapped ears,
and our freezer full of dead coyote.

On the seventh day of Christmas,
my true loves, the girls, gave to me
seven loads of laundry (potty training = skid marks),
six mounted animals,
F-I-V-E cups of coffee,
four bare feet,
three oozy boogers,
two pine-sapped ears,
and our freezer full of dead coyote.

On the eighth day of Christmas,
my true love, Hadley, gave to me
eight different outfits/costumes (all needing to be washed),
seven loads of laundry,
six mounted animals,
F-I-V-E cups of coffee,
four bare feet,
three oozy boogers,
two pine-sapped ears,
and our freezer full of dead coyote.

On the ninth day of Christmas,
my true loves, the girls, gave to me
nine messy rooms (with carefully laid pillow houses),
eight different costumes,
seven loads of laundry,
six mounted animals,
F-I-V-E cups of coffee,
four bare feet,
three oozy boogers,
two pine-sapped ears,
and our freezer full of dead coyote.

On the tenth day of Christmas,
my true loves, the girls, gave to me
ten sparkly fingerprints (glitter glue is the coolest!),
nine messy rooms,
eight different costumes,
seven loads of laundry,
six mounted animals,
F-I-V-E cups of coffee,
four bare feet,
three oozy boogers,
two pine-sapped ears,
and our freezer full of dead coyote.

On the eleventh day of Christmas,
my true love, Piper, gave to me
eleven Pipers piping (she thinks this is funny every time),
ten sparkly fingerprints,
nine messy rooms,
eight different costumes,
seven loads of laundry,
six mounted animals,
F-I-V-E cups of coffee,
four bare feet,
three oozy boogers,
two pine-sapped ears,
and our freezer full of dead coyote.

On the twelfth day of Christmas
my true love, Hadley, gave to me
twelve invented Christmas songs (long, but oh so sweet)
eleven Pipers piping,
ten sparkly fingerprints,
nine messy rooms,
eight different costumes,
seven loads of laundry,
six mounted animals,
F-I-V-E cups of coffee,
four bare feet,
three oozy boogers,
two pine-sapped ears,
and our freezer full of dead coyote.

{I am, of course, incredibly grateful for all of them!  Well, maybe not exactly the current condition of our freezer, but the rest of them - definitely!}