I can't go downstairs now.
Tom is listening to Christmas music at a very high volume, from his computer.
It's March. I don't want to hear about figgy pudding, or a happy new year.
Syrena has been singing Jingle Bells for a solid week now. Why? Not sure, but I think Tom must have had something to do with it.
He used to wait until about August. Each year he would has less and less resolve and start listening sooner and sooner. Now, he's just unabashedly listening to Christmas music all year long and it drives me batty. But it makes him happy. I think it losses some of it's special magic, but that's just my own humble opinion.
Ugh.
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