Mr.Boy has been talking about this crazy expensive Volcom Jacket for weeks. I told him I can't imagine ever dropping that kind of cash on a sweatshirt. What he didn't know was that I went to 6 different stores trying to hunt down the one he wanted in his size. He was ecstatic when he realized what it was.
He immediately wanted to show it off and hasn't taken it off since...except to wear his Leather Jacket. I swear this kid is going to break the bank with his clothing preferences. Although... ahem... I may have the same taste.
Last Year, ALL the cousins and ALL of AK's friends got an American Girl Doll for Christmas. All of them, every single one, or so AK told us. This year she asked Santa for American Girl Doll and a cup of her very own. I have never been more stressed dropping a Benjamin on a doll, knowing it would be one she would hopefully have forever. There are a crazy amount of options, and then for $12 more you can add this, or that, and next thing you know $100 turns into $500 worth of American Girl items and you can't figure out how that happened. I swear there must be brainwashing.
But all that anxiety disappears when you see her face when she realizes what she is opening. Plus factor in the fact how much she loves Baby Roller Hand, and how Baby Roller Hand has been part of our family, including family portraits for the past five years, you know that AK is going to love this doll. She has spent hours brushing "Madeline's" hair, and changing her outfits 100 times. It was a good gift for her.
AK made out like a bandit and seems a little shocked at her giant stack of gifts. Seriously, ever Christmas I say, "Ok, we are going to scale it back this year," and every year we don't.
Mr. Boy got everything on his list too, plus some.
After the gifts were opened and played with, we were off to our Sunday Service. I couldn't resist wearing my outfit made by Aunt D. I love it and I can guarantee I was the most festively dressed person in attendance that day!
I think I'm totally going to bring the fur trimmed skirt back. Hang on let me dial up Vogue see if I can get them on board.