After a moment of panic earlier in the week -
I have now sorrrr.ted Christmas (as in the commercial, superficial side of Christmas) over the last two mornings.
Missi and I have gone hell for leather on the retail front -
filling trolleys, nabbing bargains here, paying too much there, loading the car up over and over and tickety tick ticking our gift lists.
Well, my gift lists.
12 weeks old - and she still can't read or write. Tut tut.
Apart from two big ticket items that Santa's elves are busily preparing - we are a-go.
I am sooo grateful that I can feel all smug this weekend -
and avoid the shops as much as possible over the next month.
(Until I realise that I've forgotten someone!)
Now I can't wait to put the tree up - so I have somewhere to put all this stuff!!
Are you gifted up?
Or have I made you feel sick at the thought?
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