The stores are starting to finally fill with beautiful holiday goodies. And it is a constant struggle for me not to buy one of everything whenever we go in a store. Even Canadian Tire! Like seriously, it must be the only time of year wives are wandering the isles of that place.
So this will be Skippers 2nd Christmas. My family has many traditions. Typical Christmas Eve things, open one gift the night before, 9/10 it ended up being jammies & a movie. Put cookies out for the fat guy and so on. Last year we spent the holidays at my in laws & I got to experience their traditions. Some I thought were completely weird (opened all their gifts the night before?!) & others I was like ok this is sweet.
Now that I have my own family, I'm starting to look for new traditions for us to start & call our own. It has taken all that is in me NOT to buy a damned elf on the shelf. I feel pressured by Facebook & my other lover, Pinterest to get one. But really, my son is too young yet & let's be honest the elves are creepy as hell. The whole concept behind them is twisted. I would absolutely threaten the thing on him, getting out of hand, jumping on the couch? "The elf is watching!!!"
He's called "The Elf on the Shelf" right? Not " The Elf who Takes Bubble Baths" or "The Elf Who Plays Poker With Barbie". Can we collectively agree to leave him on the shelf? I already deal enough Mom Guilt - I can't handle the pressure of finding a new & awesome Elf Scenario for 24 nights.
Really though - I know I'm going to fall victim & end up buying an Everette Evergreen Elf next year. I'm just not ready to accept the fact.
ox
OPM
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