Every year we go through the same dance.
Starting around late summer the dance starts to look something like this:
Me: "Honey, what do you want for Christmas?"
Trent: " I don't know, let me think about it."
Early Fall the dance routine gets into full swing:
Me: "Honey, have you thought about what you want for Christmas?"
Trent: "Not really, I'll think about it"
Late Fall the dance routine has become very complicated:
Me: "Honey! You seriously need to tell me what you want for Christmas!"
Trent: "Ok, I'll think about it"
And even though I love dancing with my husband I hate doing the dance with him! So this year, I asked the dreaded "What do you want for Christmas?" question and this is the lovely reply that I received.............
Starting around late summer the dance starts to look something like this:
Me: "Honey, what do you want for Christmas?"
Trent: " I don't know, let me think about it."
Early Fall the dance routine gets into full swing:
Me: "Honey, have you thought about what you want for Christmas?"
Trent: "Not really, I'll think about it"
Late Fall the dance routine has become very complicated:
Me: "Honey! You seriously need to tell me what you want for Christmas!"
Trent: "Ok, I'll think about it"
And even though I love dancing with my husband I hate doing the dance with him! So this year, I asked the dreaded "What do you want for Christmas?" question and this is the lovely reply that I received.............
Trent's Christmas list
I love this man!
I love this man!
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