Taking back Christmas
Last year I strolled through the stores looking for gifts for my children. With each one I purchased, I felt like it was just one more thing to go in the toy box, up on the shelf, or maybe even into storage because who knows? Maybe they will want to pass it on to their child and blah blah blah. But there was one gift that stood out; the gift that completely changed my thoughts about Christmas.
I have never been much of a Christmas person. Every year I sit back and try to process the reason why, and every year it seems I come up with a different reason and then next Christmas comes and it starts all over again. But this year, it’s different. This year I am taking back Christmas and making it my own. All because of one gift.
This gift was really nothing special, so why I purchased it I have no idea. It was on sale and I needed one more gift for my two-year-old. It was a play set with 10 jars and each jar was labelled with a number and inside the jar was an equal number of fake fruit or vegetables. I thought it would be great for him because now he could learn to count. I pictured myself sitting on a bare carpet with no other toys around, except for the ones that were neatly put away in the toy box that was in perfect condition. I could see us emptying each jar, counting the items and then putting them neatly back in the jar. After we were done, we would put them away on the neatly organized shelf that my husband would put up at my son’s height so we could do this over and over again. It would be wonderful. What a great gift!
Not. So. Much. We played with them on Boxing Day. Within a month, there were two strawberries when there was supposed to be four, green peppers in the toilet and chewed up plastic corn on the cob under the couch. In the spring I found plastic broccoli in the melting snow and grapes in the mittens. Last week I threw out the last jar.
The background toy box is broken and covered in a variety of things, likely including snot. The shelf that was to be hung still sits in the garage in the package, and will likely go on the Facebook as an auction in the spring when I reduce the clutter. This was not what I had pictured when I bought this toy. Not at all.