Conversation with Victor:
Victor: What are all these?
me: I liked my Beyonce/Copernicus ornament so much that I decided to make ornaments with Hailey on them so we could give them out as presents. Because I’m brilliant and think ahead.
Victor: Huh. Why do they all say “2010” on them?
me: Because…wait. What year is this?
Victor: You bought half a dozen ornaments with the wrong year on them?
me: Motherfucker.
Victor: Wow. That is…so classic you.
me: You know what? It’s fine because if her grandparents/great-grandparents notice it’s the wrong year then I can just say that this was all just an elaborate test to make sure that they don’t need to be put into a nursing home. And they passed. MERRY CHRISTMAS, EVERYONE. Honestly, it’s almost like I planned this.
Victor: Or like you ordered a whole bunch of fucked-up ornaments because you don’t know what year it is.
me: I’d like to think it’s a little of both.