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Publisher Description

My mother wants all her kids and grandkids to spend Christmas Eve at her house and wake up on Christmas morning together. 


Sounds reasonable, right?


And it would be.


If it weren’t my mother.


My husband, Declan, is protesting any involvement, though he’s openly intrigued by the idea of claiming his territory by having sex in my childhood bed.


And by intrigued, I mean a series of really hot suggestions that make me whimper when I have to say no.


Wait — why am I saying no, again?


Mom has turned her house into a Christmas showcase that makes Frankenmuth look like the picked-over clearance rack at Target on December 26. You know those crazy people on Etsy who make felted gnomes out of belly-button lint and use… a certain kind of hair… to make thatched roofs on little decorative elf homes?


Those people are saner than my mother.


There is no force of nature stronger — or more emotionally volatile — than a fifty-something grandmother determined to create holiday memories.


Wait a minute. Maybe there is.


My husband.

GENRE
Romance
RELEASED
2018
December 6
LANGUAGE
EN
English
LENGTH
200
Pages
PUBLISHER
Prosaic Press, Inc.
SELLER
Prosaic Press, Inc.
SIZE
401.1
KB

Customer Reviews

ledoss ,

Entertaining fun

A spinning maelstrom of Jacoby fun. As always with this series, I laughed out loud until I hit a spot that hurt my heart. This one spun a little out of control, not unexpected, but totally entertaining.

bklyn31 ,

Love it

Love it. It’s an awesome series to read.

jbebout1295 ,

Absolutely Phenomenal!

I can soooo relate to this book. With your first child, and in my case my only child, every first is absolutely monumental… especially your baby’s first Christmas. You want it to be so perfect, the kind of moment Norman Rockwell would have captured. I don’t know about the rest of you, but I did not get many Norman Rockwell moments with my child. My experiences were much more along the lines of Shannon’s… with the exception of sharing them with a husband who is a God among men. This book made me laugh, sigh, sometimes cringe, and also fondly remember all of the chaos of baby’s first Christmas. The only exception to that would be the poopsplosions. My memories of those are anything but fond. In fact, those moments in the book actually made me grateful to be the parent of a now teenaged boy. That doesn’t happen too often these days, so thank you for that Julia Kent. I can’t imagine any parent not completely loving this book. I can’t imagine any non-parent not completely loving this book, actually. This entire Shopping series has been a total joy to read, and this book is certainly no exception. Honestly, I just can’t recommend it highly enough. I hope Julia Kent never runs out of ideas for these crazy, lovable characters.

*I was given an ARC of this book and voluntarily chose to review. All opinions are my own.

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