It started the day after Thanksgiving. Sophia had been asking (relentlessly) when we could decorate for Christmas. At first I thought it was cute. Now, not so much. The elves, those little pesks, must have snuck into Sophia's room and sprinkled Christmas cheer all over her. I'm thinking maybe they accidentally dropped the whole damn bottle. It's become her obsession, this Christmas business. We cannot drive in the car with regular music anymore, it has to be holiday music. And she knows when we try to tell her the holiday music is over. She knows all about Sirius-XM radio. It's never over. Ever. Remember that
felt advent calendar I made last year? 25 days is much too long for me at this rate; I should have made it 12 days. We've worked on 2 drafts to Santa. Final draft TBD. She's worried the ants will infiltrate our house again this year and eat Santa's cookies. I'm not sure where this stuff comes from. I am a lot more Bah Humbug than FaLaLa-lala. Rick is neither here nor there about it all until the day of Christmas.
On the first week before Christmas countdown we:
- Got the tree.
- Saw the Nutcracker ballet.
- Had dinner with Santa.
- Started the advent calendar. First activity included a scavenger hunt to find candy canes, hot cocoa, and The Nightmare Before Christmas.
20 more days to go...
I'm exhausted already.
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