Once upon a time through mountains and snow, there lived four young tots in Denver, Colorado.
One a self-described “indoor cat,” she called herself Courtney. Fancy that!
Alaska was another, always in learning-mode; she was an expert in foreign language and even Morse code!
One was a postulant soon to give sermons; on the street he was known as Lil Davey Burman.
A lover of the Dolphins and tasty hors d’oeuvres the last tot was called Andrew Cornelius Watson the third.
With hearts full of joy and a big fire roasting, one tot realized Christmas Day was approaching!
“Alas!” said Courtney, giving the silence a rift, “We only have three days to get Rebecca a gift!”
“Of course!” David cried, “How could we have slipped?” Then Andrew caused a commotion and tripped.
“Perhaps too much eggnog?” he asked while burpin’. Alaska then peered her eyes through the curtains.
“Either way,” she said, “the snow is getting heavy. We must adjourn nightly prayer and then go get ready!”
So the tots all got bundled and strapped on their boots, on their way to find their director a gift that would suit.
The streets were so messy no buses were running, but luckily all of the tots were very cunning.
“Over here!” Andrew, with all his might, said, “we can use this tree trunk to build a big sled!”
But once the sled was built Andrew started to mope, “this sled is dope but we’ll be stuck without rope!”
“Don’t fret,” Alaska said, seeing gloom on their faces, “we can replace the rope with my shoelaces!”
Courtney said, “without something on the bottom to glide us, we’ll jerk. Here, these metal poles from the street signs should work!”
Just then the dogs next door started barking and Andrew yelled “Shush!” “No! No!” David cried, “we can use them to mush!”
Alaska asked, “well now that we have a sled, where should we make our way? All of the stores at the mall are closed today.”
“I know of a place!” David said, grabbing the strings, “the magical land they call Steamboat Springs!”
“Then quickly young Burman, let us make haste!” Andrew called out with a Christmasy smile on his face.
It took them some time as they were without engine, but soon the tots arrived in the town of ski bingin’.
“Well what do we do now?” Andrew wanted to know, “if we don’t move fast we’ll freeze in this snow.”
Then a sight for sore eyes that stopped all the tots’ doubtin’! The sight of a snowboarder came down from the mountain!
As the snowboarder got closer their excitement continued to grow; it was clear now it was their friend, Harlowe.
“Hello St. Columbans!” Harlowe said with a cry, “follow me out of the storm, we must get you inside!”
After a quick trip the tots were bundled and warm; now they had to get to thinking during the cold winter storm.
Their minds were burnt out but they were in luck, just then three others pulled up in a truck.
“Hello!” Cried a familiar voice through their litany. Before them appeared Georgi, Catie, and Brittany.
“Thank goodness you’re here!” the St. Columbans said together, “we’re in quite a pickle and the more heads the better!”
“What seems to be troubling?” Catie then asked, “whatever it is Centennial will help with the task!”
Courtney said, “we came all this way for a present for Rebecca! We’re all broke but are we full of spirit? You betcha!”
“Well,” Brittany said with a jolly old laugh, “with that attitude and our help the time will be half!”
Georgi asked, “What if, instead of a gift that costs money, we whip up one of my delicious recipes for Mrs. Crummey.”
“Of course!” they all yelled, “we’re all cotton-headed ninny muggins! We should just whip up some cookies and muffins!”
So with Centennial house’s help, the girls assumed the role of cookie cutters while Andrew and David whipped eggs and churned butter.
Within no time they had finished the delicious sweet treats, but they only had hours to get back to Denver to eat!
“Don’t worry Columbans,” Catie said, “going back will be better! My snow tires can handle any kind of weather!”
So joined with Centennial house, the tots were all fixed; speeding down the road towards Rebecca and Rick’s.
After a couple of hours they reached the foot of the mountains, where they were greeted at the party by Travis and Mary Halpin.
“Hello good friends,” Mary said with a smile, “it would appear you’ve been on an adventure of hundreds of miles.”
“How could you tell?” asked David, who was quite confused. Travis laughed and pointed down to their snow-covered shoes.
“Come inside!” they declared, “we’ve got cocoa and cider, tell us of your travels before you become too tired!”
So both houses joined the party where there were good friends and singing; Alaska joined David in some holiday bell ringing.
Mary and Travis told stories of past holidays together, while Tory and Nathalie were busy knitting sweaters.
The Centennials caroled, Rebecca and Courtney discussed the book of Mark, while Andrew and Rick talked of new episodes of South Park.
The tots laughed into the night until the sky was all sunny, happy they’d finally gotten their gift for Mrs. Crummey.
So here’s a Happy Christmas to you and your peeps, and I hope my poorly photoshopped pictures didn’t give you the creeps!