The biggest twist to my holiday was not sleeping at my parents. Santa was going to be bringing gifts to the Big Sister's house, so Grandma, Grandpa, me and the hubby had our visions of sugarplums in the new house. But in the morning, The Fashionista came grumbling out of bed and we all gathered under the tree to see what Santa though of our behavior for the year.
Well, we all must have been very good cause the presents were piled high. A trampoline, kitchen and tons of books for the Fashionista, lots of Buffy and Clapton for me, the hubby will be anti-social for days with his new DVD collection, a new phone for grandma, and indoor garden for grandpa, and even some toys for fuzzy ones that were waiting at home for us.
And the best part, staying in my jammies all day, even driving home in them and then spending the rest of the day with all our new toys!
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