It's a Magic Bubble kind of Christmas.

Tonight Max asked if we could watch Magic Bubble. I searched on YouTube and told him there wasn't anything called Magic Bubble. He begged. "Please, Magic Bubble." "Please, Magic Bubble for Christmas." I told him it didn't exist.

"I will ask so nicely. Pleeease Magic Bubble. Please can I listen to Magic Bubble." I googled. I searched the bookshelf just in case. Magic Bubble, I told him, doesn't exist. He wept.

Addam came home and I told him the saga of Magic Bubble. He told me that's Max's name for Michael Bublé.
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And now that Max doesn't think the king of easy listening Christmas is dead, we're back to a merry night.