(Author’s Note: I’m behind. I admit it. But I don’t want to publish Christmas posts in March, so I’m going to catch up by writing current posts while I fill in the gaps of old – I’ve taken notes and pictures and have some drafts, but I’ve not posted all things because, well, life.)
So we adopted an elf this year, and as you know, the elf (lovingly named Jingles by our daughter who, in your words ’embodies the spirit and wonder of Christmas’) kind of freaks me out on a number of levels.
Jingles seems to be very kind and sweet and undestructive. Let’s hope he stays that way!
You and I are stressing way too much about whether to drop $30 on the Elf on the Shelf.
We both think it’s kind of dumb, although it looks fun. We can’t stand the idea of an elf reporting to Santa whether or not the children have been naughty or nice.
We’ve considered doing this: allowing the elf to do some of the fun hide-n-seek things like make snow angels in sugar and instead of the whole ‘spying’ idea, we’d do a ‘giving’ elf, i.e. have little suggestions on ideas for the kids to give to others or do nice things to others.
Of course, we, as parents, could teach the children to give to others and do for others. So much stress! 🙂
Here’s a snap of our conversation:
Well, we just need to take a deep breath and trust that no elf this year does not equal a scarred childhood.
You already finished our Christmas shopping!
How wonderful it is for me to have someone who runs a household like a well-oiled machine. Last night, you walked me through all the presents you got for the kids.
It’s great to know that where I am weak, you are very, very strong (as far as talents, personality style, gifts, etc.).
So thankful we’re done – that you made us done – with our Christmas purchases. I look forward to enjoying the rest of the season in a bit more relaxed way!
Tonight’s the annual ‘Get in your pajamas, poor a cup of hot chocolate, and let’s go see the Christmas lights.’
Here’s one of our favorite stops:
Our boys were cows and our daughter was a ‘townsperson’ in yesterday’s Christmas pageant at the Methodist church.
If it wasn’t for the fact that the only picture we got was with the boys and me, I’d post it here.
Suffice it to say that there was an inordinate amount of cuteness involved. It was ridiculous.
And it was awesome.
You are a blessing and a gift.
I want to wrap you up in green and red and then…. Nevermind. That’s private.
Our kids are 3 and 4. Our house is a little cluttered. Our budget is a little thin.
But I’d rather be nowhere else for this Christmas.
I love you, Sweetie!
Today you made gingerbread ornaments.
Five nights ago you were getting a headstart on the wrapping.
You’ve been doing little Christmas things nonstop with our kids.
You kick butt as Ms. Claus, especially since you’re married to Scrooge. 😉 Actually, I’m not so bad.
This just reiterates how much you always do to give our kids little shots of joy.
I love you for all of that!
I could have said ‘because you are the only present I want under my Christmas tree’, but decided to go in a different direction.
I normally think the ‘let’s not get each other presents’ idea is a total trap. And I’ve gotten you stuff each year we’ve had that idea to avoid the trap. This year, I decided I’d go with it. As much as I’d love to give you all kinds of jewels and electronics (that I could then borrow), I never want to do that in a way that stresses our family financially. Now, it would.
I so appreciate that you are not selfish. That you don’t demand a certain level of lifestyle that we’re not currently able to support. I’m so thankful that you are humble and appreciative of the things we have, and you never make me feel like a bum because we can’t do certain things right now.
The other benefit is that we’ve just enjoyed the holiday so much. It’s been a fun season despite not having tons of presents for each other (or any). You truly are my Christmas present–it’s been a tough year, but we’re getting stronger and that’s enough to bring some Yule Tide joy into my heart. I don’t need no dang Ipad (maybe next year?).
I can’t stand wrapping presents. Of course, if you hated it, I’d do it, but I’m pleased to cook and fold laundry if you’ll just continue to wrap the presents.
Thank you and Merry Christmas!