Commotion was rife. Chop! The last potato was prepared, splash! Into the water it slammed. On came the Hoover. Dad paced frantically ensuring all was in order for the forthcoming day. Nervous giggles filled the bedroom as children desperately awaited the moment they would drift into their dreams. Nan recklessly wrapped the last present.
And then the noise stopped...
Like a tsunami, peace engulfed the house. How long would it last? Time was now all that was stopping the inevitable, jubilant stampede of children. The tree stood smiling with pride at the mounds of gifts beneath it, all eagerly waiting for their moment to shine.
No comments:
Post a Comment