We took the boys to the mall last night to get an idea what they wanted for Christmas. Everything Billy wants is expensive - skateboard, Hollister clothes, video games, Wii gaming system. It's like they become a teenager and the cost of their toys multiplies by 10!
Jack is easy, he's only 6 so he's still at the age where I can get him toys and games. He's been asking for those sneakers with the wheels at the bottom for months. There was a kiosk that had them but the poor kid couldn't stand up in them, never mind skate in them. We'll see.
I hope we get matched with our daughter before Christmas. I don't want her to have to spend Christmas in a foster home if she could be with her forever family. I would LOVE to be able to put out her beautiful handmade stocking (after I embroider her name on it) along side the rest of the family and to share in her excitement on Christmas morning. I have a stockpile of gifts I've picked up here and there for her so even if it's short notice, I'll be all set. There's still time - it's like 42 days until Christmas. I'm trying to stay optimistic. I feel the *the* phone call will never come!
Of course, we had to go the pet store at the mall. There was the tiniest, most adorable little Jack Russell terrier there. We played with him in the room for a while. He was tugging on my coat and hopping and pouncing then I picked him up and he fell asleep on my chest. I made it be known that I would like him for our anniversary that's coming up soon. :)