Stalking the Stacks with Library Lil * |
2008-11-10 Last night I realized with a big sigh that it is indeed *that* time of year again. The time of year when I feel like everyone else's thoughts turn to joy and peace and mine turn into how can I get through the next two months with my sanity intact and my children not acting like greedy banshees.Actually, I've been dealing with this for almost a month now, when my parents were visiting and my mom casually mentioned that they had no more vacation days left in 2008, and so everyone should come to her house for Christmas. Husband and I had already discussed this, his big objections being thus: Then, as if the whole where are we going wasn't complicated enough, my mother wants Christmas lists from all of us by Wednesday so she can start shopping. She *always* goes overboard on presents, so usually husband and I work on ways that we can tell her to not spend so much money. This year I flat out told her. I also told her that the girls did not need any new toys, but they did need some new pants (and snowpants, but I'm still working on that--maybe that could be their other grandma). I also pushed books and workbooks. She wanted to know what the girls are asking for. Well, I don't really like to encourage the whole--what do you want for Christmas thing before December, but today I did ask them if they had thought about what they might ask santa for. Emily said a panda vet set like she saw at Target and Amy said a stuffed dog named biscuit. I know that they both might like some new furniture for their dollhouses, some clothes for their barbies and some new polly pocket Last year we were both really upset with how quickly the girls became wrapped up in the unwrapping of present chaos that takes place every year. Every year one or both of the girls has managed to get very overwhelmed and have cried that they want it to stop. And really, the message we'd like to give them, is that a few thoughtful gifts and a whole lot of love is what we should give at christmas time. This seems to be in direct contrast to my brother's family and in conflict with how my mom would like to show love. I don't have any answers, and I doubt I'll get this solved this year. In fact, every year I feel like I write the same (or similar entries). Someday though, I'll have an answer. And when I do--I'll write it here. |
