Ask me how to strap a giant whale to my minivan and drive 1600 miles home with it! I'll tell you how. Ask me to define the word sharing. It's different than what you might expect. Ask me how to get your child to learn there's more to life than pb&j. Wait, don't ask me that. Ask me what it's like to have an autistic child. I'll try to help you understand. Ask me to show you my Mom of the Year award! Oops, usually I'm out of the running for that about 10 minutes after getting out of bed.
Yet, it's all good. Sure, the paycheck is lost in the mail but I still wouldn't trade this life, quirks and all. In my posts, I'm hoping you'll find humor and honesty and that you'll be able to relate to my humble acceptance of motherhood's ups, downs and in betweens.
Welcome to my world!
Hmmm…
So The Big Day has come and gone and here I sit three days later. The downstairs of my house looks like both Target and Toys R Us exploded all over the place. The TV room is mostly a large pile of plastic video game jackets, Wii steering wheels, Wii light sabres and lots of wires that somehow have something to do with the Wii, but nothing that I’d ever be able to figure out, even if the survival of my family depended on it (b/c in that case anyway, I’d just leave it up to one of my sons).
Which brings me to the “hmmm” part of my post. I think back to the scrambling that I did this season to make sure that both Logan and Ryan had THE Wii game that they HAD TO HAVE, and as you might expect, that did not come about easily or cheaply. There were a couple times in the middle of December where I actually felt nervous that I might seriously have to pay some jerk on ebay three times what Mario Karts would cost at Target (since I’d ignored the warnings of the electronics department guy back in October that if I waited til December I’d have better luck finding The Holy Grail). But I did make it happen, without having to sell my own plasma, and as you can imagine, the new video games have been a gigantic hit.
But an even bigger hit?
Sorry and Battleship, not the electronic versions but the old fashioned board game kind that cost me exactly $8 each. The kind that I actually know how to play, although my brain is a little scrambled right now from all those crazy Sorry rules! These games were actually kind of purchased as afterthoughts. They were on sale, I was desperate…you get the idea. And these $8 games, it is THEY that are the hit of the season.
Hmmm…
Yup. And the boxes, don’t forget. None of the presents ever seem to be as popular as the boxes they came in. Makes you wonder for sure…
Comment by Megan — December 29, 2008 @ 9:49 pmI feel you. We aren’t church people but I am spiritual and I really don’t like the feeling I had this past Christmas. Instead of appreciating all we had I thought what a waste, what a bunch of junk, no one needs all of this. I would rather Christmas memories be about spending time with family, eating some good food, and watching a few Christmas movies. I sear to you (and it is no surprise I am sure) but of the 348 gifts Owen received his favorite was a ball that looks like an eyeball that lights up when it is touched that cost a quarter.
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Comment by CTB — January 2, 2009 @ 4:16 pm