By Kenn Nesbitt
Our parents went holiday shopping online.
They ordered the presents and thought it was fine.
But, then, they forgot to turn off the computer,
and that’s when the baby, who couldn’t be cuter,
decided to play with the keyboard awhile.
She climbed up and pushed a few keys with a smile.
She bought a new blanket, a book, and a binkie,
a bottle, some blocks, and a sled, and a Slinky.
She ordered a dozen new puzzles and balls,
plus hundreds of teddy bears, diapers, and dolls.
And when she was done clicking keys for the day,
she giggled and got down and waddled away.
The cat came along and walked over the keys
and ordered some cat toys and treatments for fleas.
Our puppy jumped up and bought toys he could chew,
plus sweaters, and leashes, and tennis balls too.
And, lastly, our hamster sat down on the mouse,
and clicked to have everything shipped to our house.
The presents arrived just a day or two later.
I don’t think I’ve ever seen anything greater!
The drivers arrived and, before they were gone,
left thousands of packages out on our lawn.
It’s all so exciting, and will be until
our parents receive their next credit card bill.
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It rained most of Monday morning, when I was doing chores and working on the Ireland Shutterfly book. After lunch, we went to Bellevue to pick up a prescription and return something at Macy's, so we walked around in Bellevue Square a bit -- most stores already fully decked out for Christmas, though the center of the mall has a Thanksgiving display -- and got a Cinnabon to share because we've wanted one since we saw the cinnamon rolls at the Maltby cafe over the weekend.
We watched the Dolphins-Rams game around dinner -- it might have been closer if the Rams had been able to hold onto the ball -- then we watched Holiday in the Wild, less because of the holiday than the wild, since we knew from the preview that the movie had elephants, which were adorable though it was corny and predictable. Now we're watching What We Do in the Shadows, which has evil shapeshifters in the Airbnb next door. Flowers from the gardens at Russborough House:
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