If you are a regular reader you know that money is tight in the household. What with the constant medical bills, rent, school bills, and students who don’t make enough to live on. So we have been trying to make things. I have been churning out jewellery making my shabby chic stuff and the kids are helping to so that we can partake in one of the suitcase sales.
We are not looking for a lot of money just enough to buy some presents and have some nice food. Last year was really dry with me being so sick and unable to eat anything and only the help of friend with donations of food and money, Luckily my children don’t ask for two much. The youngest is after the most expensive she wants a new phone. My bear just wants two tickets to “The Hobbit”. But I want to be able to step up a bit and I guess spoil them a bit since they have been through so much. I also have to buy all my little babies goodies, but that is my choice to spoil the little nieces and nephews in my life.
But how can you have a small Christmas when the television is constantly telling you to buy and they show ads of kids with a mountain of toys. The commercialism is way too much. I hear parents talking about getting allsorts of devices and gizmo’s for kids who should just be happy getting a skipping rope or a board game. Little girls have to have princess dresses and boys have to be super hero’s.
Where is the real Christmas. I walked around the shops today and was amazed at all the decorations, Christmas songs, some with words changed to suit the chain store some shops have Christmas sales and some have holiday sales. Again how to you please everyone. In one little corner is a nativity scene. I remember as a child Nativity scenes were prominent in shopping centres but now we can’t have them.
My youngest is going away on camp and she is hoping that the tree will be put up while she is away. I asked her why she said Christmas isn’t the same, because no one is going to give me lots of games or toys. I’ve grown up and I won’t be lifted up to put the star on the top of the tree. The reality of her growing up hit me and I wondered when it hit her, that now she is older the magic is gone.
She is still excited about the three wise men, that made me feel good. I grew up with the three wise men moving around and making it to the manger on the twelfth day after Christmas. I loved that I loved having my turn at moving them. My kids have all loved it and enjoyed moving them around. I wasn’t as strict as my parents so those three wise men, went all over the house they went in the shower, stayed in the laundry sometimes the broke up and were in three different places. That is part of the magic of Christmas and I am glad that she isn’t too old for that yet. Actually all of them haven’t outgrown moving the Three Wise men. I hope they never lose that and share it with their kids when the time comes.
The other part which she still enjoys is wrapping presents and working out who would like what and how to buy it or get them something. Making biscuits or anything. The gift of giving is still strong and I hope that remains.