Twas the night before nothing when everywhere in sight, the children were bouncing, bouncing with all of their might. The Mama was loving and Papa took care but the children still bounced and bounced through their hair.
The children were nestled all snug in their boots, while visions of a late bedtime made them holler and hoot! And Mama in her kerchief and I in my cap were wishing to be settled in for a long winter's nap.
When out on the lawn, there arose such a clatter, I raced on my sled to see who would go faster. Away by the window we flew like a flash, tore up the icy driveway, ending in a laughing smash!
The moon on the breast of the fresh fallen snow, gave the luster of midday to objects we know.
Then what to my wondering eyes should appear, but five handsome sleds and those wild children our hearts hold so dear.
With a little cute baby, all bundled in place, I knew in a moment that it must be Chase.
More rapid than eagles their coursers they came, and they whistled and shouted and hollered by name!
"Come Kaelin! Come Douglas! Come Christopher - quick! To the top of the sled, to the top of the hill! Now sled away! Race away! Race away all!"
As dry leaves that before the hurricane fly, when they meet with an obstacle race to the sky,
So down the driveway the small drivers flew, with sleds full of snow and little Catherine too!
Their eyes how they twinkled, their cheeks looked so merry! Their Papa and I knew how sleepy they'd soon be - so very!
The makings of a snowball were soon held in hand, and flying through the air all over the land!
Down went Douglas, in one snowy heap as Catherine jumped over him in a spectacular leap!
Papa winked at I, and I winked at him, as sleepy small heads one by one headed indoors
To thaw out their clothes, dropped splatter on the floors. I heard one exclaim, headed to bed out of sight,
"I love you, Mama! Papa - goodnight!"