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Thursday, December 16, 2010
Sometimes I wish my kids were little puppets so that I could control what came out of their mouths! Not all the time....just when they unwrap an ugly sweater on Christmas, right?!
No matter what your kids say...unwrapping presents at BIG Christmas parties can be overwhelming. I find myself forcing thank-yous and leading them by hand to find the person who gave them the gift. It's confusing for kids! Add into all of that the fact that once they open their first gift, all they want to do is play with that gift! Forget opening more!
I was commiserating over all of this with a friend at our moms group when she told me her secret. They have the gift givers keep all of their gifts and have the child travel from aunt to grandma to cousin and so on... This way the child gets to open the gift in front of the giver and the child knows who to thank and hug. GENIUS! I love love love it!
Tuesday, December 14, 2010
Today I went with a group of friends to a live nativity. My daughter was in heaven petting the kitties, bunnies, and holding little baby chicks. I grew up with a barn of horses, chickens, bunnies, dogs, and cats but we currently have no pets. We had a few fish who lived for a few years and then we had a hamster which caused way too much grief with it's untimely passing.
Anyway,...it was eye opening to watch my daughter today with the animals. She really was out of her element. This became obvious when I tried to explain that the sheep's coat was cut with clippers, washed, spun, and made into sweaters...I was trying to bring it home for her. This is the point where she turned to me, horrified, and said, "I don't want to wear sweaters!" I just about died laughing right there.
I got my laughter in check and tried to continue her barn education explaining that it doesn't hurt the sheep but I had lost her attention by then. When we got home I picked up the conversation but was told, "I just want sweaters from Target." I was never a fully fledged country girl but I definitely have a city girl on my hands. I'm still dreading the conversation of where babies come from but who knew explaining where sweaters come from could be so hard!