Oh how I love this time of year... traipsing around all the shops with hundreds of other people trying my best to manoeuvre my cherubs pushchair around the Isles without taking half the rails with me I swear they make shops so pram unfriendly on purpose to keep all the mummies out! anyhow onwards with getting gifts for the family while keeping cherub happy without vandalising the shop; getting more stressed as each shop we go into with the rain pouring down people taking cover in doorways saying excuse me to them all and smiling sweetly inside thinking oh just get the fuck out of my way if i didn't like my pushchair so much I would take more ankles out.
Finally getting more and more presents for all the family, feeling rather proud of myself for being so productive everything is finally going my way ticking more and more off my list until it is all done.
Back home lets start the fun of wrapping all presents putting everything into piles for the kids. With little cherub trying to play with everything thats laid out mixing everything up anyway lets solider on getting this done...
A week later with everything almost all family gifts wrapped, all Santa's presents wrapped up and hidden away from little people thinking to myself iv done a good job with getting everything I think they want and would like oh how wrong could I be...3 days of feeling very proud my eldest decides to redo his list to Santa declaring that everything was wrong and didn't want any of that anymore but all different stuff!
Trying to talk a 7 year old round that after sending his first list to santa that he cant just change his mind as santa has probably got his elfs working on his list already is going down like a lead balloon....oh the joys! And I thought I had done well atleast the cherub is happy with what ever he gets.
We will see how Christmas morning goes after santa has been.
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