I was picking up Thade from preschool today, and the kiddos all sounded so excited. Today they were having a Thanksgiving Party, and Thade couldn’t wait. As the class was winding down, I overheard the teacher say to make sure and have your parent’s check your backpacks for some important handouts, then I heard the words I was dreading to hear…

Teacher: Now we are going to talk about our Christmas Party!

Nico (thinking) :Oh, goodness.

Teacher: I’m sending home handouts that explain our party, and what date it will be on.

Nico (thinking): Cool, now Thade will be talking about this party 24 hours a day for the next month, but at least I have a little warning.

Teacher: Don’t forget to remind Mom that while she is out shopping this weekend, to pick up 22 presents for the Christmas Party. We will each be giving a present to all of the kids in the class, so make sure and tell her that.

Nico (thinking): Oh crap!

So now I have to come up with 22 gender neutral non-sugar presents for 22 four year-old boys and girls. Oh yeah and 4 teacher presents too. Yeah, I’m already sick of holiday shopping and it isn’t even Thanksgiving yet…