Ready?

Are they ready?
You bet your (fluffy) arse they're ready.

Those soul-sapping advents calendars put them to the test but they did not break them.
They have endured the days that felt like weeks, weeks that felt like months and months that felt like a looped re-run of a Jeffrey Archer interview.

Now, they are ready.

Bring it on. old fat red dude (no, not you Dad, you can go back to snoozing with your mug of mulled wine about to spill on your lap).

Bring it on Santa! Hit them with all you've got!