Thank You for Stirring it up!
Not a creature was stirring, not even a…
I get nervous when nothing is stirring.
If you got a house full of kids and people waiting for St. Nicholas and nobody is stirring, then something very scary has happened upstairs. I don’t want to think about it.
Also, what do you call dancing sugar plums? That is some serious stirring of migraine proportion—especially if they’re wearing tap shoes.
Look, some chubby guy in a red suit is gonna break into your house tonight and eat your food and leave a big mess while his reindeer poop on your roof.
You better stir it up a little, maybe you can scare him away!
Seriously, STIR IT UP!
‘Twas the Night Before Christmas
‘Twas the night before Christmas, when all through the house
Not a creature was stirring, not even a mouse;
The stockings were hung by the chimney with care,
In hopes that St. Nicholas soon would be there;
The children were nestled all snug in their beds,
While visions of sugarplums danced in their heads;
“Happy Christmas to all, and to all a good-night.”