My husband and I are working on finishing our basement so we’ve decided to forgo gifts to each other. We’ve also told our parents to give us gift cards for Lowe’s or Home Depot instead of other items. The extra money will be nice to offset our construction costs, but I can’t help but feel a little sad I won’t have any presents to open on Christmas Day.
I know the holidays shouldn’t be about getting material things. And, yes, I adore little baby Jesus. But, come on… Who doesn’t love presents?
You know those holiday Lexus commercials? The ones where a woman discovers a Lexus in the driveway wrapped in a big red bow? Yeah, those are pretty laughable. I’ll never have a Christmas extravagant as that! But, wouldn’t it be awesome to wake up Christmas day and be that surprised.
As we were helping the kids write their wish lists the other night, I was secretly thinking of my letter to Santa, too. “Dear Santa, I’ve been a good mom. Please bring me a Dyson vacuum, digital camera, new watch, and a pair of fuzzy Crocs.” I could go on and on really, but I think this is a reasonable list. It’s not like I’m asking for a Lexus!
A couple years ago, I found this old letter I wrote to Santa as a kid. I guess I wanted to impress the big man with my professionalism by meticulously typing it out. The Lite Brite had to be a late add since it’s handwritten at the top. Looking at this makes me smile. I didn’t even try to convince him how good I was–instead, I cut right to the chase, “Dear Santa, This is what I want for Christmas.” Of course, I didn’t get everything. But it was always fun to dream… and still is.