Today I put all the presents under the Xmas tree. We have quite a few for the girls, plus tons that their grandparents and aunts/uncles sent for them. Too many presents if you ask me, but this is a consumerist culture and for this one time a year, I’m the epitome of a consumer. What can I say? I just love seeing boxes under the tree.
I was much more restrained in my presents for everyone else – I’m getting tired of adult presents. Kids presents are much more fun, plus they remind me of a time when I wanted to play. And of course, when I give presents to my kids I’m actually giving them to my child self. The real kids – or rather the older kid – I expect to be quite ungrateful and upset about what I got her, whatever it is. I used to be the same way so I can’t fault her.
Anyway, for three more days I get to enjoy my tree and the myriad of presents underneath them. Of course, I have to keep the younger one away from it (shoo!) but it’s worth it.