Here's my Christmas Shopping Story. It's a bit different. Last night I decided to run over to the mall and look for an outfit to wear at Christmas since I don't seem to have any more nice clothes. Well, I had a great time and found what I needed plus a great coat for my husband.
I came home and my husband was sitting down watching the Stanford basketball game, my son was decorating his wrapping paper and the girls were fast asleep. After a few minutes of quiet, my husband looked up at me and said, "You will not be happy." Apparently, my daughter decided she wanted a Christmas tree in her room. She went rifling through my art box and picked out my green and red markers, then did her best rendition of a Christmas tree and decorations all over her brand new Pottery Barn Kids comforter and sheets.
I guess I should know better than to leave all three kids with my husband when one of his teams are playing basketball.