Mariah rocks my Christmas every year. Husband waits all year long to watch Love Actually and I crank her song and drive too fast while I dance behind the wheel driving too and from school. One of these years someone will finally give me her album…
All I want for Chriiiistmaaaaaas, iiiiiiiis…wait for it, wait for it… !!yoooooooooooooooooooooouuuuuu!!
But besides that, anything else?
5yo has been pretty vocal about what he wants for Christmas, and I think he is finally old enough to use it properly. 6.5yo is harder to buy for because he has opinions about everything. 3yo will cry about something, but I’m pretty sure I nailed it for all of them. Husband, of course,  is a massive pain to buy for because he buys what he needs and occasionally what he wants when he needs it, and he is rubbish about giving suggestions for relatives. Luckily, I am an excellent list maker and I know that starting early is key. This also means that I made a list about things that I have thought about for myself, so he didn’t have to leave his shopping until the last minute, again. I was, in fact, so organised as to have 95% of the presents ready to post last month. Cue the smugness whenever anyone asks about last minute shopping. But oh boy! Posting a truckload of presents costs almost as much as the presents themselves.
But what else do I want? Besides Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows II and a handful of books (meaningful glance), just good kids? Well, naaah, I’ll save that for Mother’s Day. There must be something else, but when it comes down to it, my list for myself doesn’t have big things on it, ever. I’m sure there was something, but now I have forgotten. Perhaps it was a prescription for memory medication.