Hubby made me the sweetest decoration this year! He loves decorating the outside as much I enjoy decorating the inside so it may have been more for him, lol.
As you hold these candies
In your hand,
And turn them,
You will see.
The M becomes a W,
An E, and then a 3.
They tell the Christmas story,
It’s one I’m sure you know.
It took place in a stable.
A long, long, time ago.
The E is for the East,
Where the star shone so bright.
The M is for the Manger,
Where Baby Jesus slept that night.
The 3 is for the Wisemen,
Bearing gifts, they say they came.
W is for Worship, Hallelujah, Praise His Name.
So as you eat these candies,
Or share them with a friend.
Remember the meaning of Christmas,
It’s a Love story that never ends.
by Pam Ridenour
Just popppin’ in to say
In a “corny” way
Have a Merry Christmas
and a joyful day.
1. Get a new dust pan (I get mine at the dollar store)
2. Fill it with your favorite holiday cookies.
3. Add a crumpled cookie on top.
4. Add the following poem to the cookies
5. Cover with plastic wrap and tie with ribbon or raffia
Attach one of the following poems:
I baked a batch of cookies,
And dropped them on the floor.
I quickly scooped them up again,
And brought them to your door!
I dropped these cookies on the floor,
so we can’t eat them anymore.
I swept them up, as quick as I could.
Please let me know if they’re still good.
I was baking some cookies,
When they dropped on the floor
So I scooped them right up
And rushed them to your door!
Merry Christmas From Our House To Yours!
Put 2 small twigs, a mini stick painted orange or a black bead (for the nose), 2 googly eyes, a plastic hat, and a strip of material into a baggie. Attach the following poem:
Being outside all day and night,
Can make me look a dreadful sight,
I melt, I break, I lose some parts,
Which tends to break some peoples hearts,
So heres a repair kit just for you
To make your snowman look brand new!
Last night I heard a knock
It was a snowman outside my door,
Asking if he could come inside
And play on the floor. . .
“Oh”, he cried, “what I wouldn’t do,
to sleep in a big warm bed!”
“But I’m forced to stand outside,
In the freezing cold instead….”
Next thing we knew, a cold wind blew
Mr. Snowman right through my door,
And now there’s nothing left of him,
But a puddle on the floor.
Take some beans and paint them black and white place them in a small baggie and attach the poem.
From all of us cows to all of you,
A reminder is now way overdue.
You seem to forget when Christmas draws near,
That we’re every bit as important as Santa’s reindeer.
Why, if it weren’t for us you’d have no dream,
Of butter, milk, or even ice cream!
So consider this, we have good reason
We cows, too celebrate the Christmas season.
So here’s a fitting gift , from all of us to you,
All you’re getting this year is a bunch of moo poo!
Moooey Christmas from The Cows