“Mom, I wasn’t snooping or anything…”
“Yeah, but… what?”
“Well, those Under Armour shirts that are under my bed are too small for me.”
Not only was he looking — but he tried things on?!
“Why in the world were you looking under your bed last night? After ski club? Weren’t you so tired that you just dropped into bed?”
“Well, I was bouncing a ball, and it rolled under my bed, and I reached under to …”
“The reason the presents are in your room is because your little brothers found them in my room, so I had to come up with a new spot real fast – and your room is the one place no one ever goes… and I certainly didn’t expect you to crawl under your bed at midnight. So keep quiet, OK?”
“Oh. OK. Well, Mom, also…you know that OSU hat under there? Is that for me?”
“No, it’s for your brother.”
“Well, I need one of those too
I’m really glad Christmas is tomorrow, because I can barely keep up with myself anymore, and I am clearly running out of spots to hide presents.