This year, I've come to the realization (which makes me feel a bit bad about the state of things in my household, actually) that my children do not need anything. I'm being perfectly honest here. They don't need more clothes. New shoes. New jackets. New toys. New electronics. A big fat nada.
My kids tend to get whatever their hearts desire. If we don't get it for them, their grandparents do. Now, I realize that it is a tremendous blessing to be able to give one's children everything they desire. Don't get me wrong. I do feel, however, that the amassing of mass quantities of goods also leads to a tremendous sense of entitlement and a lack of valuation of the things they thought they absolutely had to have. Consider the current state of our playroom.
|I'm not alone in this. I'm positive of it.|
Here's the second thing. I explained to the girls last night that this year we are going to try something new. They get to make a list of twelve "things." Two of the things can be bigger presents. One can be an experience - like spending the day in the "big city," going to a play, a special dance workshop, etc. One should be a new book that they really, really want to read. The other eight should be smaller things they really, really desire.
|It breaks down like this.|
Oh, and we are going to do the Kindness Elves tradition this year. You guys know how I feel about that damned elf (and in case you don't, here's a post explaining exactly what I think about that little jerk). What ways are you cutting back this year, if you are? A/J