I don’t know about you, but I’m not ready
for Christmas. I’m always thankful for the reason
behind the season, I am, but these
days that doesn’t seem to be what Christmas is all about. “Oh my goodness, I sound like my
mom!”
Let’s see, it started with the request
for flat screens, laptops and IPhones. This one’s new, at least to me, Beats (apparently a new type of
headphone) and it would seem high on the list for pre-teens this year, a horse
and clothes. I’m a buyer, not a shopper (hate shopping), so I appreciate the
list but this list is daunting!
Trying to be a good parent I tried reasoning with my kids; surely they didn’t
think Santa was bringing all of that, did they? “Pick your favorite,” I said. “You
don’t expect Santa to bring you all of those things, do you?” It didn’t go well;
according to my kids, I’m a mean parent and it ended ugly. I felt guilty. What?
I know…. What? I know that I’m right, but how do they manage to make me feel as
if I’m not????
My husband interceded as best as he
could, a distraction is exactly what we needed, he’d said. It came in the form
of a suggestion, followed by a question. “Why don’t we put up the tree,
shouldn’t we put up the tree?” My daughters and me stopped arguing (just being
honest), and stared at where the tree was supposed to be. I’m actually
horrified to say that it hadn’t occurred to me to put up the tree, yet. What
was the date?
Like most people, the day after
Thanksgiving is when our tree usually goes up, except for this year. Writing,
shopping, wrapping, entertaining, deadlines (granted some self imposed and some
not), companies, submissions, children, children, children, husband and dogs,
seemed to preoccupy my mind. Tree?
We brought in the tree. It was hideous
and I mean hideous! My husband did his best to try and make us feel better
about the tree. He fluffed and repositioned it, but it didn’t work. He could
clearly tell, by the look on our faces, that the tree had to go. He sighed,
never said a word, and during a Dallas Cowboy’s game at that, left Aledo, drove
to Fort Worth, in order to buy a Christmas tree (I am thankful that he did that
J).
Needless to say we decorated the tree,
it’s not our best tree, but it is up. I have started Christmas shopping, not
happy about it, but like everybody else, I’m getting over it. My kids will not
receive everything on their list, but they’ll get over that too, at least I
hope so. I have decided not to feel guilty or to try and reason with my kids
anymore, I am after all still the parent, (am I not?), though at times I feel
as if they win in this thing called parenting!
Sometimes you just need a distraction…
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