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While out with my friends Friday night I mentioned that the next evening Hubby and I planned to do all our Christmas shopping because my sister Hayley and her husband Todd were watching our kids overnight. Of their own volition. As in, Hayley and Todd suggested it and I didn’t have to twist their arms or promise to do the same for their kids, whenever they finally have some.
My friends were amazed that my sister and brother-in-law happily did this, but people, this was nothing. Back when we lived in Tulsa, Hayley and Todd would meet us halfway on the interstate to take G and Little Missy to their house for an ENTIRE WEEKEND. They didn’t hesitate to drive a two-and-a-half year old and a six-month old an hour-and-a-half to their house. Back when neither child was potty-trained so they’d have to change poopy diapers in the restroom at the Art Museum (yes, they even took them out in public just to give the kids some culture). Impressive, yes.
So this is my shout-out to Hayley and Todd that you’re awesome! And you can take my kids any night you want!
On Saturday night Hubby and I, with only one child in our care, felt footloose and fancy-free. We started out our evening with a romantic dinner at Hog Wild Bar BBQ and then fought the bitter wind in order to buy some Christmas presents.
In years past our Christmas shopping modus operandi was for one of us to head out alone with cell phone in hand so that one could call the other who was at home with the children while walking up and down the aisles, relaying what toys there were and how much they cost. It’s not the most fun way to buy things for your kids.
One year--maybe two years ago?--we got a chance to go to Toys”R”Us two days before Christmas to finish up our shopping. I won’t even tell you the horrors that occur in that store so close to Christmas; let me just say we shouldn‘t have been there.
But this year I pushed the baby in her stroller while Hubby pushed the cart and we walked up and down the aisles at our leisure and calmly decided what to get the children.
This is going to be the best year yet for their presents. They’re each getting one major (not necessarily expensive, just big) present so that a year from now they will be able to remember what we gave them. Instead of like the other years, where the toys laid around untouched and got swallowed by the floors and walls, never to be thought of again, this year they’re going to love their presents. Or I will teach them how to act excited on the off-chance they’re not super-excited. But they will be, I just know it.
While out with my friends Friday night I mentioned that the next evening Hubby and I planned to do all our Christmas shopping because my sister Hayley and her husband Todd were watching our kids overnight. Of their own volition. As in, Hayley and Todd suggested it and I didn’t have to twist their arms or promise to do the same for their kids, whenever they finally have some.
My friends were amazed that my sister and brother-in-law happily did this, but people, this was nothing. Back when we lived in Tulsa, Hayley and Todd would meet us halfway on the interstate to take G and Little Missy to their house for an ENTIRE WEEKEND. They didn’t hesitate to drive a two-and-a-half year old and a six-month old an hour-and-a-half to their house. Back when neither child was potty-trained so they’d have to change poopy diapers in the restroom at the Art Museum (yes, they even took them out in public just to give the kids some culture). Impressive, yes.
So this is my shout-out to Hayley and Todd that you’re awesome! And you can take my kids any night you want!
On Saturday night Hubby and I, with only one child in our care, felt footloose and fancy-free. We started out our evening with a romantic dinner at Hog Wild Bar BBQ and then fought the bitter wind in order to buy some Christmas presents.
In years past our Christmas shopping modus operandi was for one of us to head out alone with cell phone in hand so that one could call the other who was at home with the children while walking up and down the aisles, relaying what toys there were and how much they cost. It’s not the most fun way to buy things for your kids.
One year--maybe two years ago?--we got a chance to go to Toys”R”Us two days before Christmas to finish up our shopping. I won’t even tell you the horrors that occur in that store so close to Christmas; let me just say we shouldn‘t have been there.
But this year I pushed the baby in her stroller while Hubby pushed the cart and we walked up and down the aisles at our leisure and calmly decided what to get the children.
This is going to be the best year yet for their presents. They’re each getting one major (not necessarily expensive, just big) present so that a year from now they will be able to remember what we gave them. Instead of like the other years, where the toys laid around untouched and got swallowed by the floors and walls, never to be thought of again, this year they’re going to love their presents. Or I will teach them how to act excited on the off-chance they’re not super-excited. But they will be, I just know it.
