Shopping for a Baby's First Christmas Author:Julia Kent My mother wants all her kids and grandkids to spend Christmas Eve at her house and wake up on Christmas morning together. — Sounds reasonable, right? — And it would be. — If it weren?t my mother. — My husband, Declan, is protesting any involvement, though he?s openly intrigued by the idea of claiming his territory by having sex in my childhood bed.
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And by intrigued, I mean a series of really hot suggestions that make me whimper when I have to say no.
Wait?why am I saying no, again?
Mom has turned her house into a Christmas showcase that makes Frankenmuth look like the picked-over clearance rack at Target on December 26. You know those crazy people on Etsy who make felted gnomes out of belly-button lint and use? a certain kind of hair? to make thatched roofs on little decorative elf homes?
Those people are saner than my mother.
There is no force of nature stronger?or more emotionally volatile?than a fifty-something grandmother determined to create holiday memories.