Guest blog by Mary Dell Harrington, co-founder of the parenting blog Grown and Flown._
_’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._
(Clement Clark Moore, _A Visit from St. Nicholas)_
Clement Clarke Moore’s poem, _A Visit from St. Nicholas_, is a Christmas tradition …
