I know there are people out there who get really annoyed when Christmas starts stepping all over the toes of Halloween and Thanksgiving.
Yet when Christmas is your favorite child, you make excuses.
Christmas is so my favorite child.
And LOOK. Just LOOK what I already glommed onto with my Kohl's 30% off coupon and "Kohl's Cash":
Joey was a good little trooper as I hemmed and hawed, debating whether or not it was wise to continue spending all of our family's expendable income on Christmas decorations. He was rewarded with an ornament of his own selection:
I thought he picked it out because it had glitter and was shiny.
As he marched into the house to show his brothers, he cried out:
LOOK guys! Mommy got me the Ti-PANIC (Titanic)!
I suppose everyone has their "thing." I love Christmas. My boys prefer historical disasters like the Hindenburg where they can recreate the spectacle with leftover birthday balloons and Legos.
Should I be worried?