I am SUCH a mean mum. I’m not buying Christmas presents for my children.
No, it’s not because of the double sherbet dib dab recession, it’s not because we’re so poor that I’ve started bin-raiding (although I do buy cheap meat that’s about to go off) and it’s not that I’m a selfish cowbag.
I have three sisters. I have wonderful parents. I have extremely generous in-laws. That right there is a flurry of gifts that my lucky little girls just won’t know what to do with!
Toys toys toys
Everyone’s been very kind and made sure that they’re buying stuff that the girls need, which is extremely helpful.These little people have more toys than they know what to do with. So many toys that I regularly chuck a crap-tonne of them into a storage box and bring them out a couple of months later to be met with fresh rapture.
So while prowling the aisles of Tesco looking for some ridiculously over-sized neon waste of money, I decided: ‘Forget it!’. They are going to be quite spoiled enough, and they won’t know any different anyway. Jenny’s not even 2 and a half and Rosie’s just turned 8 months old.
I’ll make a big fuss and bankrupt myself when they’re a bit older.
Hung by the chimney with care
The only exception is a stocking.
My very talented sister Silvia (Anty Soov) has been gettin’ creative with her new sewing machine. As a result, my girls (and their cousin Lily) have got their very own, personalised red Christmas sacks. Just like my sisters and I had when we were tiny. They are awesome.
So I’m off to Tesco to buy small, cheap neon wastes of money to fill them with.
Are you buying presents for your little ones?