For those who know me, you know I am not into show. What you see is what you get. No frill around here. Everything with me is pretty much black and white. Vince and I had not been married long when we were at either Walmart or a grocery store. Vince said “Come over here and look at cards.” I wondered why he wanted my opinion on a card but . . no . . he wanted to show me a card he had picked out for my upcoming birthday. I could stand there in the store and read it and he wouldn’t have to buy it. He saw nothing wrong with that. If he had bought it and I read it . . same thing as if I had read it in the store and put it back on the shelf. I guess Vince’s lack of pomp and circumstance has rubbed off on me. For Chad and Nicole’s birthdays, I transfer money into their checking account and tell them I did it. I should do better.
Addie’s other grandma does a lot of imaginative things. When Nicole was a kid, even on non-significant holidays, she would make them costumes and they would dress up and walk to the end of their long driveway to meet their dad after work. I thought that was so nice. That isn’t how it happened at our house!
When I go to see Addie, I always have all kinds of little surprises for her and I have them all in a bag or a tote and I hand her the bag and she goes through them. Nicole told me the other day that Addie told her other grandma “Granny always brings me toys but she never wraps anything!” What? I never knew I was supposed to wrap that stuff! If I had been there, I would have said “Be glad you’re getting a surprise and stop expecting so much!”
So, when I sent the advent gifts . . 24 little packages all wrapped, I sent her two hats and the nameplate that Vince had made her and I wrapped them since I had been chastised for not wrapping gifts. I asked Nicole if Addie was happy that I wrapped the gifts. She laughed and said “No, she couldn’t believe you sent three things for her to open and none of them were toys!”
The moral of this story I suppose . . is . . wrap the toys but the worthwhile stuff . . don’t wrap that.
Speaking of wrapping gifts, when you were a kid or for your kids, were the gifts from Santa wrapped? Ours were not. Gifts under the tree were wrapped but Santa left everything, unwrapped, in the middle of the living room . . we didn’t have a fireplace. I’ll be anxious to see Santa’s gifts for Addie are wrapped.