It feels that way sometimes. Personally, I think Christmas should be like the Olympics: just celebrate it every four years, in a leap year. Take all the other years off.
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I kind of do that, as the spirit moves. Some years I get big yearnings to be with extended family, and we fly across the country and I make sure we all have red turtlenecks or something to increase the holiday spirit. Other years, meh. This is a quiet year. MiniMeno saw a little Christmas stuffed bear in Starbuck's yesterday, and glommed on to it and cried to leave it. "Honey, I agree, it's totally adorable, but we can't buy every cute stuffed animal we see." Then all of a sudden, she brightened and said, "Can I get it as a Christmas present?" Oh! I was startled, because I forget to think that way, even in November. "That sounds like a good possibility," says me. Now I have to go buy one, and I think she might actually be satisfied with something like that again this year.
I don't mean to make it sound like she hardly gets anything - the contrary, she gets good stuff whenever during the year seems right. We just left one of my favorite kids' stores "Math n Stuff" two weeks ago with about six things. (I just noticed that the lame name sure indicates it isn't "English n Stuff.")