I love Christmas... I really do.
I love the music, the lights, the cookies (Oh! The Cookies!!), the presents, the tree, everything!
I go gaga over Christmas.
And being a girl, I go gaga over shopping.
So when I finish up all my Christmas shopping, I feel a bit sad. Like I'm not ready to be done. Like I still want to be out in the crowds, surrounded by crazed people trying to snatch up the last Mr. Potato Head.
My husband on the other hand would rather I pluck his nose hairs with rusty pliers than be forced to shop.
And of course, being me and being a girl who loves to shop, I keep checking the sales ads and the coupon blogs for great sales because "just one more gift wouldn't hurt the girl!"
Bad, I know. This will lead to spoiling but I have another baby on the way and this may be my last Christmas to really spoil her... right?
Or is that just an excuse?
We are [Happy]Family
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