Mom and I are sitting around wrapping the things, and it comes up to wrapping one of dad's presents.

Mom: What wrapping paper should we use on Dad's present?

Me: It has to go with a gold bow (running out of bows at this point)

Mom: Well, um, how about this crappy paper over here?

Me: *busts up laughing*

Mom: That didn't sound good, did it?

Me: No, not really.

And then it gets down the Christmas Eve movies (we generally have 5 or so movies each year). I walked out of the room for a second, and mom had 2 wrapped by the time I came back. Then I looked away for 2 seconds, and another one was wrapped.

Me: You wrapped one that fast?

Mom: *grins*

Then she did it again! And again! Amazing.

Then there's the ritual counting of presents. 25 under the tree this year. Then mom pulled 5 more out of nowhere. I was sort of amazed.

Then Dad came home.

Me/Mom: *smirking*

Dad: Hi guys, I'm ho...That's a lot of presents.

Me/Mom: *smirking* Yep.

Then there's the fact that I A, know we're getting a DVD player (I picked it out), and B, that we're getting Gladiator and the Patriot. Good thing I have a craving to watch both movies right now, eh?