These kids, they want things.
The want all the things to magically show up on Christmas morning, cheerily delivered by the fat man in the red suit.
To add insult to my checkbook injury, Claire’s birthday is 4 days after Christmas. Have you ever tried to tell a 6-year-old-turning-7 that she’s getting an IOU instead of giving her what she wants on her actual birthday? No, I doubt you have. I suggest you don’t do that unless you want to see the crushing look of defeat in the eyes of a spoiled child.
Yeah, my children are spoiled. Or at least MY version of spoiled. They have too much stuff. They don’t get everything they ask for; far from it. But I do have the occasional moment of weakness after hearing “can I… she has… I want… but you said…” only so many times before I crack and spend $6 on some new Webkinz stuffed crap they want.
They’re both at those ages (8 & 6) where they notice commercials, want what their friends have, and take a pen to every catalog that comes in the mailbox. Unfortunately, this means they put at the top of their Christmas lists “iPad Mini or iPad” and “iPad Mini and American Girl Doll.”
You know, because anything that goes on the Christmas list is coming from Santa and Santa has an unlimited budget and can make everything they ever wanted AND MORE and anything put on a list to Santa will magically appear under the Christmas tree on Christmas morning.
This is why letting my children believe that a there is such a thing as The Santa Fairy (really, let’s just call him what he is) and he can make all of their consumerist dreams come true was a bad idea from the start.
We’ve convinced them that anything they ask for that’s made by Apple can’t come from Santa because Steve Jobs was a tyrant and not even Santa’s elves are allowed to make Apple products.
But that doesn’t mean my little angels are taking those wanted Apple products off of their lists? No.
That leaves us poor sap parents to crush their wee dreams of having ALL THE THINGS. We should have really thought this through from the start of this whole parenting deal and made Santa the bad guy who holds back like the Commie bastard he is.
I’m thinking of going back to the time when their toys were $12 plastic trains and $10 Jessie dolls. Those could at least be tossed aside by the first weekend of January and no one would care.