Ever since I was a kid I’ve been a list-maker. I’m sure it’s some sort of OCD manifestation, but I make lists for just about everything in my life — daily to-do lists, what phone calls I need to make, emails to send/reply to, errands I need to run, groceries to buy — you get the idea. I think that my obsessive list behavior is rubbing off on my kidlets because they’ve already made out their Christmas lists.
I remember being my kidlets’ age and sitting at the kitchen table writing out my own Christmas wish list. I wrote out my list diligently, making sure to print neatly and clearly so Santa would have no question about what I wanted. I can still remember the feeling of sheer joy when I was five and unwrapped my Dorothy Hamill Doll & Skating Rink I loved that doll!