I’m feelin’ a little somethin’. A bit of excitement. A warm fuzzy. Somethin’.
It started yesterday as I was boxing up a few stocking stuffers for Link. I’m still extremely sad that he won’t be with us on Christmas Day, but as I wrapped his new toothbrush, and some batteries, some candy, and some Ski (that you can only get around here), I began feeling a little better. He will be able to open the silly gifts that Santa usually stuffs his stocking with. I’m hoping it helps him feel like he’s home. I wonder if he’s as sad as I. I sincerely hope not.
Normally, I loathe shopping, but when Hubby and I hit the stores, and began finding things we knew the kids would get a kick out of, it became fun. We weren’t buying just stuff, we were buying for THEM. I brightened up when I realized the season can be exciting even though the kids are grown.
The biggest kid, by far, is my Hubby. As I put a few gifts under the tree, I saw this:
And later when I opened the freezer,
He bought himself some googly eyes and is quite giddy over them. Even Mario got a kick out of them…..
……although she got in trouble for popping a few of them. “I couldn’t help it,” she explained to him. “It’s like bubble wrap, once you start, you can’t stop.”
My hubby doesn’t know this, all he sees is my constant eye rolling, but I get a kick outa his childish antics.
I doubt the cat does…
I feel relieved things are turning around for me, and I’m looking forward to spending Christmas with the kids that are home. Now if I can just keep my Scrooge bottled up.