Never before at Christmas time have I ever had the gifts wrapped before midnight on Christmas morning. Often hubby and I were both bleary-eyed when our three boys woke up to open presents. Where is the coffee?
This afternoon my youngest went out with one of his brothers and I had over six hours to my self.
I thought I could clean the tub and take a hot bath without expecting someone to come bursting to ask if I had seen this or that. And then, I heard an angel chorus….I could get all the Christmas presents wrapped! I could even use the big table and not have to hide in our bedroom. I wouldn’t have to lean over the bed, wrapping on top of the comforter; having to be careful not to cut fabric when I cut the wrapping paper.
After about 3 hours, Pete and Sam called to say they were on their way home…”Did I need anything?” “Yes,” I shouted, “I need you to stay gone two more hours!” Sam wanted to know if I was wrapping stuff for him…he wants a razor scooter…the kind that sparks. “No,” I said, “I don’t think there’s anything here for you yet.”
Five hours later, I had everything wrapped…including the skooter….buried behind the tree. Stocking stuffers are in five separate bags, ready to go when my family is down for the night. I have a new bottle of cough syrup to go in my stocking. The kitty treats and toys are in their own gift bags.
When hubby got home from work and the boys returned from the movies we had bowls of Superbowl Soup (shameless plug for past post) and corn bread. I still haven’t asked what movie they saw, (maybe I don’t want to know) while enjoyed two more hours of wrapping in peace.
This evening I walked past the tree. There, hiding underneath was AJ, with her face buried in her gift bag.
Even she can’t wait for Christmas.