I'm worried I've created a monster of sorts. You see, the Target toy catalog showed up in our mailbox last week, complete with boxes next to each item so that you can check off the ones you want Santa to bring you. Dean has not put it down in 4 days. He walks around with the catalog and a ball-point pen, then sits down and makes check marks next to the items he wants.
And he wants EVERYTHING.
I'm excited to buy him Christmas gifts and Santa presents. I'm THRILLED that he's finally old enough to ask for what he wants, rather than leaving us guessing. His birthday is ten days after Christmas, so it feels like a full month of Dean around here with a party every day.
This year, something else needs to take center stage for a while.
At my mom and dad's church this weekend, I was reminded of Operation Christmas Child, which collects shoeboxes full of toys, prizes and necessities (think soap, socks, and undergarments) to send to kids who might not get any gifts otherwise. This year, the boxes go to Haiti. There is a drop-off location less than five miles from our house. Dean and I will be shopping tomorrow for items to fill a shoebox or two. It is vital that he learn now that the holidays are about lots more than shiny decorations, gingerbread houses and presents.
We've already been planning what to give friends and family as gifts. Dean has said he would like to make something for one of his teachers and bake cookies for the other one. Mommy and Daddy will likely throw in a gift card for them, since they are so dreamy. I'd like to do some personalized ornaments for his little friends, mostly because some of the ones I got when I was his age still hang on my mom's tree and I like the idea of them having something that will remind them of this time in their lives.
How do you teach your kids the true meaning of Christmas?