A couple of weeks ago, Susie said, "Santa doesn't bring enough candy."
"You think he should bring more candy?" I asked.
"Yup. Fun candy. Christmas candy!"
So, instead of searching for thoughtful and age-appropriate presents this year, I went for the edibles. In a very big way. I filled the kids' stockings with sure-to-be-consumed Christmas-themed confections - marshmallow Santas, Krisp Kringles, Christmas Peeps - you name it, I stuffed it in there. Under the tree were 5 wrapped packages of Harry and David Moose Munch (wickedly cheap with my 30%-off coupon at Kohl's), Hot Tamales, and whatever else I could find in my candy-shopping frenzy.
Oh, and some cheap plastic sleds from Target...which gift has completely jinxed any possibility of snowfall in this region in the coming months.
A side benefit to this surfeit of sweetmeats? The kids were all too full for lunch. Now I call that a merry Christmas indeed.
[Moose Munch image: Welcome to Mooseville]