But, back to this year.
I have to be honest, I’ve been Christmas shopping since, oh, July. Renee and Claira stopped by for a visit this summer to find a pile of already-wrapped Christmas presents stacked in the corner of our dining room. I told you, overdrive.
And now Christmas is only a week away!! What I have discovered about doing Christmas shopping so early? You forget what you bought. Seriously. I can totally do a surprised face for any present labelled from Santa Claus, and for pretty much anything that’s signed from Mama and Dada, too. The one thing I do remember buying is Natalie’s one big gift from us:
It’s been tougher than I imagined it would be to keep myself from over-buying this Christmas. It’s not that Mikey and I have tons of disposable income to spare for holiday gifts, but I find myself wanting to get just one more thing as soon as I think we’re done. The only thing holding me back is the promise that the Moo and I made to each other to keep Christmas from being all about presents and having and consumerism and gluttonous-plastictasticness (hey, if Sarah Palin can make up words, so can I). To keep things somewhat sane on Christmas morning we agreed to get Natalie one “big” gift and a handful of smaller things (including, I think, a couple more toys and a pea coat… but, truly, I am fuzzy on the details), and spread the word to the grandparents that they should not go overboard, either. When we expressed how important it was to us that Natalie’s Christmas be about experiences and not presents, Mike’s dad and stepmom got on board with taking a trip instead of exchanging gifts, so we’re headed to Florida two days after Christmas for some quality time together. My secret elf spies have hinted that Natalie’s Gma and Gpa have picked out a musical learning table that we’ve had our eye on (cousin Carly has one!), which just leaves my parents as the wild cards. We’ll see how it all shakes out on Christmas morning, but I’m hoping we’ll be able to look around at all the ripped wrapping paper and piles of bows and feel proud that we didn’t let Natalie’s first Christmas get out of control.
If not, there’s always next year.