We are in full swing of the holiday season, mamas. And no matter how many times we vow that this year will be different, well, this always happens … at least for us. (Tell us we’re not alone, please.)
Us in August.
This year is going to be different. I’m going to get all my holiday shopping done early. Like, BEFORE HALLOWEEN EARLY.
Which leads to:
September rolls around …
It’s only September. I’ve got time. Halloween is like, forever away.
I should start thinking about Halloween costumes though …
It’s now October.
FUCK. It’s October.
Screw Christmas. Let’s just get through Halloween.
And thank Baby Jesus for the costumes on Amazon Prime.
Wait. What? It’s NOVEMBER?
It’s cool. I mean, I’ve still got two months to shop. I’m way ahead of the game. Yeah, that’s right.
Mommy boards start filling up with deals and TODAY declares the must-buy toys for the year.
Clearly the time change was created to torture parents.
I’ll just hit the Black Friday deals. I mean, let’s focus on getting through Thanksgiving.
On Black Friday.
Okay, how about Cyber Monday? Yeah, that’s it!
*Orders so much stuff online and then prays that it arrives on time.*
It’s now DECEMBER.
How did this happen?
It’s fine. It’s the holiday season. It’s awesome. I love it!
OMG, how did I forget to get something for my kid’s teacher? And the mailman? And does my dog REALLY need a present this year?
Back to Amazon Prime.
The weekend before Christmas.
I’m gonna wrap everything really pretty!
Screw it. Break out the bags.
Santa! Memories! Love!
I can’t wait to do it all again.
But, really. Next year is going to be DIFFERENT.
Are we right or are we right? Happy (crazy but awesome) holiday season, mamas. (And, yes, of course the dog always gets a gift or four.) —Jenn