The Daughter has outgrown a lot of stuff. She'd rather read in bed by herself than be read to; she doesn't remember ever liking Dora the Explorer. But one thing she has not outgrown is that wonderful sense of torture she feels from seeing wrapped presents under the tree that she can't open yet.
And if she's anything like me, she won't be outgrowing that until she's at least...oh...thirty-nine.
The personal blog of author Kelly Sedinger, chronicling the adventures of one overalls-clad wanderer.
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I still haven't read the last Harry Potter book. Once she'd decided that she could read them all by herself the magic was gone for me. I'll just watch the movie.
As for presents, she seems to like giving almost as much (if not more) than getting them.
The best part for me as a kid was waiting for the presents under the tree then finding out that they had DOUBLED over Christmas Eve. That moment was always the best. That look is what you will be wanting to see. Merry Christmas to you and your family my friend.
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