It’s late, I’m up….checking my list, making sure I have every gift…
Found myself stressing, because I don’t have the kids a gazillion new toys….and my husband’s parents (the in-laws) will have a gazillion and one new toys under their tree. Afraid my kids are going to wake up on Christmas morning, look at me, and say………SANTA SUCKS, I want to go to grandma’s…..
Really having to take a deep breath and remind myself, that toys under the tree is not what makes Christmas…….It’s so very much more.
Don’t get me wrong, my kids are far from deprived when it comes to the goodies under the tree, but it’s hard to compete with people who have them motorized cars (the kind you ride in), dolls, trucks, movies, and tons of other stuff (even some things that I had planned on getting…but that’s a whole ‘nother story) 🙂
I have to really sit and remind myself what I want them to look back on years from now, it’s not the firetruck with all the lights or the doll that cries…….it’s the feeling of love and family, and helping someone else out who is less fortunate. I have been trying to think of a tradition that is about giving……not about recieving…….we do the Angel Trees, and donate gently used toys……but something that is really tangible……any suggestions are gladly appreciated…….
When I look back at my Christmas as a little girl, I remember the Christmas Eve party, every year at my uncle’s house, and all my aunts, uncles and cousins, laughing and having a REALLY good time (the egg nog was a plenty). I remember the magic of the night, knowing that I saw Santa and Rudolph and rushing to bed and praying to fall asleep fast, so he would come. Anyway, I am rambling……but that’s what I hope for them, the magic that only Christmas has.
In short, I am posting this as a reminder to myself….it’s not about the gifts under the tree (well, let’s be real, it is a little) but that isn’t all that makes up Christmas……to me, it’s the hope of making the world better by doing something for someone else.