Well, Christmas is over and the kids made out like bandits. They received more toys this Christmas than I have during my entire life. Next year, I’m going to put on my Scrooge hat and scale back on the number of presents. I don’t want the kids growing up privileged — especially since we are far from being rich. Even though money is tight, our kids don’t really know what it is like to grow up poor. OK, I don’t want my kids to grow up poor, but I don’t want them to grow up to be spoiled brats either. Know what I mean?
The kids got to open one present on Christmas eve. On Christmas day, they unwrapped the rest of the presents but were only allowed to open one present each. They could look at the unopened presents but they had to wait another day to open them. Our thinking is that this forces the kids to
whine and hate us focus on one present at a time instead of playing with everything all at once. Actually, it’s my wife’s idea — she’s the Grinch who stole Christmas. On the other hand, if you like the idea, I support my wife 100%…come to think of it, it might have been my idea…unless you hate the idea.
Toddler K doesn’t really seem to care for her presents. She prefers Spiderboy’s toys instead, which of course upsets Spiderboy. Princess M’s favorite present is a Barbie laptop. She loves it and plays with it all the time. Spiderboy, naturally, got a Spiderman laptop so he “can make money like daddy.” But his favorite present is a superhero memory game. He loves it and plays with it over and over and over. But between you, me, and Google, my son cheats. You’re suppose to use your memory to find the matching superhero, but he keeps turning over the pieces until he finds the matching one. Cheater.
The superhero memory game was on sale for about $4.50 at Target. I could have gift-wrapped each of the superhero pieces individually and skipped all the other presents. Then I would have ten presents for less than five dollars, Spiderboy would have loved each of his ten presents, and I would still have both of my kidneys. Doh!