13 days of panic begins

With Christmas almost here and our list still very long, errands have taken a new tone. Sunday we ran in the red bullseye store for a few necessities.

Doug: “Who is that for?”
Me: “I’m out of shampoo. I need this now.”
Doug: “Can that go in a stocking?”
Me: “Tommy’s armpits need that now. It won’t wait.”
Doug: “Well, who is that for?”
Me: “No. We are not putting this pink and blue box in Sarah’s stocking.”

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