Unfortunately, I did most of my computer shopping once the kids were in bed and I was running on coffee fumes and Cocoa Puffs. My judgement was perhaps not the best. There was a number of misfires and "what was I thinking?" moments as the kids tore into their gifts.
And for the rest of my life, my husband will remind me of this colossal mistake that woke us all up at 5 am yesterday morning:
Oh well. Live and learn. And stock up on Excedrin Migraine, I suppose.
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