Another year, another Christmas come and gone. *sniff*
I swear, the older I get, the shorter the holiday season feels. When I was little, the anticipation of the big day was excruciating. The days seemed to drag on and on, highlighted only by the beloved prime time Christmas cartoons (nothing says “holiday spirit” better than a flamboyant little elf who just wants to be a goddamn dentist!). These days, November and December just swoosh by faster than you can say “FRA-GEE-LAY”.
I was hoping this year would be different, now that I have kids and all. But nope — I quickly came to the sad conclusion that babies aren’t “kids” at all, they’re just freakin’ babies. And babies don’t give two craps about Christmas. Not even the presents. Hell, they won’t even help open the damn things. However, despite their (forgivable) drawbacks, they most certainly were a pretty awesome addition to the ever-shortening holiday season.