I can’t wait to stuff all the stockings with the candy and toys I bought! We’ve always told our kids that Santa isn’t real, just a fat guy in a red suit. We tell them Mommy and Daddy buy and deliver the gifts. This year, my daughter is using this info to her manipulative advantage! She says, “Mom, since you’re Mommy Santa, you can grant my every wish, right?!”
Bright child, that one.
I love the Christmas lights too. Especially since I gave myself permission to just throw away the ones that don’t work! Like the garland that my boys used to play jump rope. I remember when I was a child, sitting (for hours it seemed!) with broken lights, replacing tiny bulb after tiny bulb trying to bring the light strand back to life.
I’m throwing away lights, Ziploc bags, broken toys, plates and silverware… ‘Tis the season! It’s my Christmas nesting.