merry almost-december to all. shopping for kiddos is such a treat. every year i spend a huge chunk of the festive sitting on the floor in waterstones picking out books for the little kids in my life and, from the sofa with a baileys trying to narrow down the massive list of beautiful babin bits i’ve found and bookmarked online throughout the year before a small fortune is spent and i have no monies left for cheese. we must keep money for cheese.
another chunk of festive shopping is spent merrily stressing about ‘the pyjama tradition’
something i started with two of my nieces years ago… and now is of upmost importance should christmas BE christmas … serious stuff. i buy their xmas eve pyjamas. it is the first present they open EVERY YEAR. if i am not there to witness the opening and changing into The Pjs – we facetime. its kind of a big deal. but every year i can’t decide on the right pyjama. and if i do happen to find them in good time – they are out of stock or the sizes are wrong. because THEY MUST HAVE MATCHING ONES. and they are not the same age. my idea. good at the time because they were both wee people and super cute – now they are older (one almost IN HIGH SCHOOL *eye-covering monkey emoji*) and it’s a bit tricky. they are less cute, more… cooler than me. TOUGH CROWD.
i’ll keep you posted.