Christmas Letter 2007

Dear family and friends,

2007 has been a very good year for our household. We’ve accomplished so much and we hope you enjoy hearing about our fine year. As some of you may know the Mrs. is due for our 6th child this spring. Seeing as she ain’t quite 30 yet, I’ve taken to callin’ her my little iron womb. I’m so proud of her and we’ve both got our fingers crossed that this one won’t have to go to the special school. Speakin’ of the other’ns, little Lonnie and Crystal have started pretendin’ they’re boyfriend and girlfriend. Lonnie’s teacher called me in about it, but I told her it was just a stage and to let ‘em have there fun. Crystal, she’s as smart as a little whip. She figured out a way that she don’t have to pay for her milk at school but once a week and the teacher can’t figure out who keeps a doin’ it. I told her that’s the teacher’s fault and to just keep ridin’ it ‘til she learns her lesson. Ronnie and Cody are still the only siblings in 2nd grade that ain’t twins, so this makes four years runnin’. We’re both prayin’ that they hold the mark until their 8th grade graduation so they got somethin’ good to put on their job applications. Finally little Poinsettia is whizin’ through kindygarten. The teacher told us she’d never seen a little girl eat that much paste in an entire school year, let alone one sitting. You ain’t never seen her mother’s face shine brighter.
As for the Mrs. and I, we’ve had quite a year ourselves. I had enough luck on the scratch-off’s back in July that we were able to get the boot off of the van so we’ve been drivin’ a little bit. The Mrs. has been workin’ hard tendin’ to the little ones and with her brittle bone disease it’s double tough for her. We was both scared that if she tried to stir the mashed taters for Christmas dinner that her wrist would snap right there. So I said “Honey, we’re goin’ to Cici’s this year!” As for me, I ain’t workin’ at the spark plug factory no more, I never really saw eye to eye with the boss up there. He was a young punk with his fancy high-school diploma thought he knew when I ought to be on break. Imagine me, a grown man takin’ orders from him. No way, I got the hell outta there. So after taking the summer off, I’ve been workin’ up at a chicken factory. I’m already the second assistant on the guttin’ line. So things are lookin’ pretty good up there. In fact, if I ever decide to, they told me I could start comin’ in full time. Well I reckon I’ve bragged enough on us for the year. I’m sure y’all can see we’re doin’ just fine up here. We still got the fold out, so if any of you’ns wanna come and visit, you’re always welcome. I hope everyone has a real nice Christmas and a wonderful New Year.

Sincerely,
Monty Clark