The hard thing about Christmas shopping is, of course, finding just the right presents.
The 9TS likes to go through the stores saying: I'd like this . . . and this . . . and this. Kind of takes the surprise out of Christmas morning. So this year, I let him do that for one present and the rest I am going to select. He's a little taken aback at this new move. I don't think he trusts me. But, I have a little hidden list of things he's mentioned throughout the year. I'm hoping I'm on target.
Katie wants the same thing every year . . . . year after, year after, year after: a gift card to Barnes and Noble and a second to iTunes. My job is to find those little gems above and beyond, that I hope she will adore. This is a hit or miss proposition. Someday I hope to have this market cornered.
Kaity is easy peasy since I got her contacts this summer. An instant refill will keep her happy. The 9TS nailed her gift this year and if her parents don't spill the beans, she will be one surprised and happy camper.
Stacie? Well, Stacie reads this blog. Nope, Stacie, I am not telling!!!!
The beasties are the easiest. A new homemade catnip toy and a pouch of Pill Pockets. We still chuckle over the year Moak dug in Stacie's pocketbook to oust the catnip toys meant for HER cats. Feisty little thief.
And so it goes until the hot chocolate and Christmas morning shenanigans begin . . .
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