Twas the Morning Before Work, and All Through the House...

Twas the morning before work, and all through the house, not a child was stirring, just me and my spouse. Mikes lunch was all made and packed away with care, now all he needed was his boots to wear. We searched high and low, not a pair in sight. It's clear to us now that Rachel moved them last night. When what to our wondering eyes should appear, but a bright shiny fork and eight crayons that lay near. We looked at each other and began to smile, who could possibly have thunk it, but our little child!