Unlike 75 percent of our neighbors, we don’t yet have a Christmas tree up and I keep forgetting to take down the harvest garden flag by the mailbox. Never, fear, however. I am not a total Scrooge mama. I’ve been playing Christmas CDs in my car for days.

This morning Miss A and I were on the way to daycare and she wanted me to crank “Baby, It’s Cold Outside.” This was a welcome change from Miss C wanting me to crank Britney Spears’ “Womanizer” on the way to dance class yesterday.

“Mommy what they say?”

“Baby it’s cold outside.”

“BAMBI it’s cold outside?!”