That's my motto for Christmas this year.
I saw it - where else - on Pinterest, and it struck a cord with me.
I told my kids that they were getting four gifts this year. Something they want, something they need, something to wear, something to read.
Three of them thought the idea was "Awesome! Wow! Amazing!"
Three of them didn't. One of them went so far as to declare Christmas ruined.
And I don't like that.
I want Christmas to be time spent together. Yes, I love the thrill of looking for just the right present, and will admit to a love of opening gifts and seeing what others think I'll enjoy. (And sometimes, shaking my head and saying, um, just why did you think I'd love this certain thing??) I REALLY like making food baskets for gifts and seeing others happy with my cookie and bread efforts.
Wish I'd made more peach butter this year. That stuff was freaky good - and I just opened the last jar.
There have been times that we've opened presents and the kids want to stop and play with something. "NO! We can't - here, open this one - and say thank you - and here's another!" That's not what I want my kids to remember, not what I want them to think the holidays are about.
So, it's a struggle for all of us. I want to buy more, because I want them to be happy - as if stuff could ever make a person happy. And there's one who just won't ever be happy, no matter how much stuff is gifted. It's a struggle that I'm gladly going to undertake - I want them to know how blessed they are, how lucky they are, and how so many have absolutely nothing.
I think we are going to do something a little different in the extended family as well. I'm really conscious of the fact that I have the most children, and my kids are the youngest - and, let's face it, none of us are wealthy. So I've proposed to a couple of the family members that we do a name exchange this year - and I'm excited by this. I can't wait to see how it works and what people come up with for a single person.
Just call me Madam Mix a Lot - I'm mixing up the holidays this year.
How do you handle this stuff in your family? And how do you make sure that it's even and fair when you have a larger than typical size family?
Today I am thankful for albuterol inhalers. The recent cold snap has set my wheezers to wheezing, and those little yellow inhalers save us time and again.