Every family has their own personalized version of “12 Days of Christmas”, right?  No?  Well, mine does.  Judging by the lyrics, my sister Tegan was about 3 years old, so I will say circa age 10 for when I wrote this.

On the twelfth day of Christmas my true love gave to me:

Twelve Daddy warnings

Eleven Mommy jewels

Ten Teegie uppies*

Nine Holly phone calls

Eight Grandma luncheons

Seven Richard rescues

Six Angie board games

Five Edel shopping sprees

Four boring computers

Three darling children

Two orange cats

And a happy, laughing Jenny

* = “uppie” is what little Tegan used to say when she wanted to be picked up.