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Cheryl is a wiife to Robert for 28 years. Mother to Duke, Missy, Pooka, Skippy, Megs and Kenzie. One dog - Katie. One fish - Skyler. Two gerbils - Hannah and Lily. Cheryl cranks up the spin cycle on her dryer and life to help parents cope with too much laundry, raising preschoolers (on 12 hours of sleep per year), surviving teenagers, pleasing relatives, understanding spouses, and the thousand other challenges. Read more of Cheryl's humor at www.momlaughs.blogspot.com
Baby Saves Christmas - Christmas Juvenile Fiction. Don't Miss This!
New Fiction with Curriculum!
Baby Saves Christmas is the heart-warming story of a yellow lab that rescues an entire family from a Christmas dilemma they can't solve. This entertaining and beautifully illustrated children's book is a must read for your child this holiday season. Written by mother and daughter team Cheryl and Melissa Moeller you'll laugh, you'll cry, you'll cheer as the true meaning of Christmas wins out in the end. Order it today for your family -- it's a book your kids will ask you to read to them over and over.
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What people are saying about Baby Saves Christmas:
“Great for your beginner readers. Sit back with your little ones and enjoy this quaint story together, and consider how the home-made Christmas presents are often the best.” - Kathy Davis, Homeschool Mom, www.homeschoolbuzz.com
”Definitely a five-bark book! Here's a terrific reason to paws...ur...pause and take a fresh look at the magic of Christmas. You decked the halls but now YOU feel decked? Plop a child on your lap and a dog at your feet. This is a tail...ur... tale you'll treasure reading year after year.” - Jon and Diana Gauger, from dog-dominant Dupage County, Illinois
"This heartwarming, clever story about the real Christmas moves quickly from the first page to the last!” - Nick and Lisa Jungheim, Duncan, Oklahoma
“A delightful gift for children that strikes all the right notes, Baby Saves Christmas is a charming story of simple faith and the real meaning of the season.” - J. Louise Larson, editor, The Ennis Journal, author of The FabJob Guide to Become a Party Planner, Ennis, TX
“The remarkable story of a Christmas without pretense is told with wit, warmth, and wisdom.” - Sheilah, Homeschool Mom, Illinois
“Makes the important point that Christmas has been taken over by materialism.” - Elyse Connors, Kalamazoo, MI
“An unforgettable sweet story of amazing power.” - Carolyn Oswald, Emmaus, Pennsylvania
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...while everyone is rushing through the doors chasing bargains the day after Thanksgiving, mommy is thinking about how can she recover from a broken hip in time for Christmas Eve.
...while everyone else is taking three months to find the most popular toy, mommy is still trying to remember where she hid last year's most popular toy.
...while everyone is taking pictures at the kids' church Christmas musical, mommy hopes they don't take one of her because she's wearing two different colors of shoes (the dog has hidden one of each).
...while everyone else is sporting those great red Santa hats, mommy remembers wearing one last year and causing a multiple car fender bender because she was mistaken for a stoplight.
...while everyone else is using the Advent calendar to count down to Christmas, mommy is counting down to December 26 (and the full body mud spa treatment she promised herself).
...while everyone else is wearing Christmas sweaters, mommy knows that they actually make you look like a mobile Christmas bulletin board.
...while everyone is trading fruit cakes, if mommy says yes to one more Christmas party where they are yodeling Jingle Bells, she's going to become a fruitcake.
...while everyone is opening presents Christmas Eve, mommy is wondering if anyone will notice that to hide the taste, she basted the burned turkey with green jello.
...while everyone else knows Santa is real, mommy knows he isn't, but if he was, he'd be in charge of cleaning up the wrapping paper.
Have a Merry Celebration of Christ's Birth and a Happy New Year!
Mommy's "Up too Late" Night Before Christmas Poem
By Cheryl Moeller Twas the night before Christmas,
And all through the house,
The children were sleeping,
Even my spouse.
I was searching for the stockings, I looked under a chair,
But under the cushion found rippled potato chips there.
The children had not wanted to go to their beds,
As visions of Easy Bake Ovens danced in their heads,
Exhausted I closed my eyes and soon fell asleep,
Till rudely awakened by the sounds of BEEP! BEEP! BEEP!
The relatives made it here hurray after all,
Now it would truly be a complete Christmas ball,
The children were awakened, and with them hubby Steve,
by Grandpa Alexander and Grandma Eve.
As the hot cocoa that night so generously flowed,
I noticed something under the sink that seemed rather old,
It was the stockings I had sought for hidden inside a container.
Only they had been used last week as a handy spaghetti strainer.
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