I truly enjoy my children. I have gotten to an age in life where the gifts I receive seem meaningless compared to the ones I give. I still love stuff, I an not any less materialistic, I just prefer to buy whatever I want and then focus on overspending on my children.
Some of the highlights this year:
- Casey didn't complain about his gifts and said it was his best Christmas ever. Compared to other years in which he threw himself on the ground crying over receiving books, this is a big deal.
- Bridget as usual loved every gift she got and was excited over the smallest thing. She just loves to be excited and also loves to scream things at her little sister over property ownership (which has been in full force for everyone this year).
- Gillian has taken her brother's place as the eternally unsatisfied. As we have already been through this with Casey, I am hopeful that it is a phase. She has, however, been very sweet with her Baby Alive Doll. Which, btw, is an annoying gift because it actually wets diapers and apparently you have to buy a diaper refill kit. No WAY am I shelling out a single dime for fake diapers when we still are buying them for Megs.
- Megs... poor little Meg, who honestly continues to be the most delectable little girl... looked like this for the majority of the holiday--she threw up anytime she got anything in her system and she didn't ever even open her presents. We were looking forward to seeing her yumminess and excitement in opening those presents, but it literally never happened. Finally toward the end of the day, Gillian volunteered to open up the presents on her behalf so we never saw it happen.
Megs, looking like this:
I myself was highly satisfied with the gifts I received and intend on spending some more dollahs in after Christmas sales.
I hope your giving and receiving was as enjoyable.
