I am seriously excited for Christmas this year.

I always love the holidays (family, food, delicious cocktails, gifts etc.), but this year with Reese, it will be extra special. I cannot wait to see all the family members who will be available to hold my child while I sample the food, down the delicious cocktails and open the gifts.

Just kidding. Kinda.

I have always had excessive enthusiasm for the Christmas season, and my sisters made fun of me for years because even when I was much too old to be doing so, I would wake up crazy early on Christmas morning. It went on for far too long. I won’t even tell you how old I was when I stopped going into my parents room and asking them to get up so I could open presents. This year, my excitement is no less and there is talk of giving Reese her gifts now because we cannot wait until Christmas Day.

I ordered Reese three gifts this year;  a drum (her second one, oopsie! The B Parum Pum Pum Drum from Target), a Nabi2 tablet (basically a real tablet, but for a baby; it’s a little ridic because she’s a year old, but we couldn’t help ourselves) and a grocery bag filled with pretend food from OneStepAhead (her grandparents got her a pretend kitchen for her birthday and a girl’s gotta eat!)

There were probably about 20 other things I would have LOVED to get her but I am trying to keep it under control, since she’s one and will never remember this, will probably just put everything in her mouth anyway, and oh yea, because gifts aren’t what Christmas is all about.

Can you imagine when she can actually tell me that she wants things? Or better yet, when she realizes that the terror of sitting on Santa’s lap is actually inflicted upon her because she’s supposed to tell him what she wants.

We are so in for it.