Holiday prep is in full swing. We have decorations up (except the minor detail of the tree). We have gone to see Santa. Max marched right up there, sat on his lap, chatted him up, got down, gave him a big hug and waved byebye. In his words, "I wasn't scared at all, Mama. Not even a little bit." Max is a man of few words. Ella talks. There is little mystery with her. If she's happy you know it. If she's scared, you know it. Max is a little more elusive. He seemed into the whole "go see Santa" thing but I thought he would flinch once we got there. Nope. Not for a second. He said he asked for "a prize", Ella asked for a nutcracker.
We have started the shopping. I would say I am 50% there.
We are getting the tree tonight. All that is left is cookie baking, present wrapping and making yummy food. What could possibly go wrong!
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