Mommy Modified Christmas Carols

Momservation: Super Glue becomes a toddler mom’s best friend during the holidays.

 

Back by popular demand (or because I need to finish my Christmas shopping) are a few of my Mommy Modified Christmas Carols. Inspired nearly a decade ago by my two kids under two, these renditions of classic carols are sure to become the next Grandma Got Run Over by a Reindeer! Okay, maybe not, but it was either channel my frustration into song or tie everyone to a chair until New Years.

Enjoy and don’t forget to sing along:

 

 

A Very Toddler Christmas

(To the tune of Twelve Days of Christmas)

 

On the first day of Christ-mas, my tod-dler broke for me:

The car-rot nose off of Fros-ty.  

On the se-cond day of Christ-mas, my tod-dler broke for me:

Two Christ-mas mugs and the car-rot nose off of Fros-ty.

On the third day of Christ-mas, my tod-dler broke for me:

Three wise men, two Christ-mas mugs, and the car-rot nose off of Fros-ty.    

On the fourth day of Christ-mas, my tod-dler broke for me:

Four wrapped up presents, three wise men, two Christ-mas mugs, and the car-rot nose off of Fros-ty.           

On the fifth day of Christ-mas, my tod-dler broke for me:

Five, an-gel wings! Four wrapped up presents, three wise men, two Christ-mas mugs, and the car-rot nose off of Fros-ty.       

On the sixth day of Christ-mas my toddler broke for me:

Six cd’s play-ing, five, an-gel wings! Four wrapped up presents, three wise men, two Christ-mas mugs, and the car-rot nose off of Fros-ty.        

On the seventh day of Christ-mas my toddler broke for me:

Seven globes a- snow-ing, six cd’s play-ing, five, an-gel wings! Four wrapped up presents, three wise men, two Christ-mas mugs, and the car-rot nose off of Fros-ty.

On the eighth day of Christ-mas my toddler broke for me:

Eight rein-deer pranc-ing, seven globes a- snow-ing, six cd’s play-ing, five, an-gel wings! Four wrapped up presents, three wise men, two Christ-mas mugs, and the car-rot nose off of Fros-ty.

On the ninth day of Christ-mas my toddler broke for me:

Nine trains de-railing, eight rein-deer pranc-ing, seven globes a- snow-ing, six cd’s play-ing, five, an-gel wings! Four wrapped up presents, three wise men, two Christ-mas mugs, and the car-rot nose off of Fros-ty.

On the tenth day of Christ-mas my toddler broke for me:

Ten carolers carol-ing, nine trains de-railing, eight rein-deer pranc-ing, seven globes a- snow-ing, six cd’s play-ing, five, an-gel wings! Four wrapped up presents, three wise men, two Christ-mas mugs, and the car-rot nose off of Fros-ty.

On the eleventh day of Christ-mas my toddler broke for me:

Eleven lights a- blink-ing, ten carolers carol-ing, nine trains de-railing, eight rein-deer pranc-ing, seven globes a- snow-ing, six cd’s play-ing, five, an-gel wings! Four wrapped up presents, three wise men, two Christ-mas mugs, and the car-rot nose off of Fros-ty.

On the twelfth day of Christ-mas my toddler broke for me:

Twelve heir-loom ornaments, eleven lights a- blink-ing, ten carolers carol-ing, nine trains de-railing, eight rein-deer pranc-ing, seven globes a- snow-ing, six cd’s play-ing, five, an-gel wings! Four wrapped up presents, three wise men, two Christ-mas mugs, and the car-rot nose off of Fros-ty.

 

Dress Up Baby Jesus

(To the tune of Away in a Manger)

 

  1. Where Ba-by Jesus, have you dis-a-ppeared?

The last time I look-ed you were right here;

Oh there you are Lord, in my tod-dler’s crib,

Dressed in pink ruf-fles, and sporting a bib.

2. Mis-sing again from your na-tiv-ity scene,

I’ve tried to explain what your holli-ness means,

But a two year old just doesn’t un-derstand,

Why a boa doesn’t work for the God of man.

3. Tied you Baby Je-sus into your creche,

Ex-plained to my tod-dler you needed your rest;

Fi-nally she left you, and just let you be,

But Mar-y and the farm animals are hav-ing tea.

God Rest Ye Weary Toddler Mom

(Tune of God Rest Ye Merry, Gentlemen)

 

  1. God rest ye wear-y todd-ler mom, It is the end of day,

For lit-tle ball of en-er-gy is finally put away;

To rest their tiny head for, tomorrow’s end-less play:       

O pints of Ben and Jer-ry’s, Ben and Jer-ry’s,  O   pints of Ben and Jerry’s.

2. From God, our Heav-en-ly Fa-ther, A bless-ed ba-by came,

And un-to first-time par-ents brought rou-tines of the same;

How many times mo-re must we play that game?

O pints of Ben and Jer-ry’s, Ben and Jer-ry’s,  O   pints of Ben and Jerry’s.

3. The mom-my of a whirl-wind mov-ing all the time,

What next in their lit-tle mouth will Moth-er find?

Just one a-dult con-ver-sation before I lose my mind:

O pints of Ben and Jer-ry’s, Ben and Jer-ry’s,  O   pints of Ben and Jerry’s.

Photo by Ron Silveira (thanks Granpa!)

2 comments

    • kellimwheeler says:

      At the time I was not a happy mommy burning through my roll of Kodak 36 pics trying to get that one good one to develop. Of course now they’re classics.
      Hope your Christmas is picture perfect!

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