Taken from ‘Twas the night before Christmas’ by Clement Clarke Moore 
'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...' 
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Well, for any parents out there, we know that last line may be a little bit of a fabrication, ho ho ho! 
Hermoine here, part time BellaCrafter / full-time Mummy Elf. It’s no secret to my family and friends that I am one of those Christmas crackers. My tree has been up for weeks and house adorned with festive decorations that would leave Mrs Claus wondering if she had missed the memo that Christmas had arrived. 
Christmas means so many different things to us all but the meaning for me is one of spreading that extra bit of kindness and joy. Be that sending a card to a friend you haven’t seen all year, a batch of homemade mince pies for the lollypop lady or simply a wish to someone you pass in the street! 
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