'Twas a Couple Weeks Before Christmas

'Twas a couple weeks before Christmas, when in five different homes

The mommies were all stressed, feeling the need to roam.

Laundry wasn't done, and the dishes were all dirty.

Each mommy was feeling at least twenty years plus thirty.

The children were wild; they were climbing the walls

While all the frazzled mommies yelled down the halls.

So they donned their going-out clothes and dolled up their hair

For an evening out, each other's company to share.

The Italian restaurant, it was filled with much chatter,

But sitting there with no kids, all the noise didn't matter.

Around the table we mommies sat and we talked

While making sure the garlic roll basket was always well stocked.

The presence of wonderful, scintillating conversation

Soon made us forget that we needed a vacation.

And at the end of the meal, one friend so sweet

Presented us each with a gift-wrapped treat.

Delicious and crunchy, it was chocolate-covered toffee,

A delicacy that most certainly trumps coffee.

The check was paid, and out the door we women filed.

With a resolve to remember, into a big group we piled.

To a stranger, we implored, "Take a picture, please?"

And into a corner, we all did squeeze:

Stand here, Martha, Jamie, and Stace.

Alyson and Katy, take your place.

Then on to the movies four of us went.

Dinner and a show: an evening Heaven-sent.

Four Christmases danced merrily across the screen,

And there were laughs to share in every scene.

The credits rolled, signalling the end of our night.

Though our Small Group has disbanded, I'm glad we're all tight.

As we walked to our cars under the light of the moon,

We said to each other, "Love you lots. Let's do this again soon."