Fellow Last Minute Shoppers,
I look forward to running into you at Target on Christmas Eve. Christmas is only two weeks away but we have absolutely nothing to worry about. Stores will be open just for us early on Christmas Eve, and hopefully awhile into the evening (because we will run out of tape). Besides us, the world will be none the wiser that we waited until the last possible moment to buy presents for our family.
Our kids will be completely fine with Designer Impostor Perfume of Marc Jacobs Honey, and the leftover Xbox Games in the $19 bin. When you can’t find the exact Airsoft gun, then you can just pick from the pink one’s that are left and tell your kid he can paint it whatever color he wants. And even though they will only have size 4x left in that shirt, I guarantee it will shrink a size or two or four in the dryer.
And if all else fails–gift cards.
Whether you are a crazy procrastinator, or waiting on getting that last paycheck right before the big day, know that I got your back. I, too, will be up until 3 am wrapping gifts. And those beautiful gifts can sit under the tree for a whole 3 hours before they get ripped open. Then there is always the big, big decision to make: do I go to bed or just try and make it through until the kids wake up?
I know. I just go to sleep, too.
Friend, I am not sure when I got to the place where Christmas became so overrated for me. When I was younger I absolutely loved the whole magic of the day. I loved the family and the lights and the songs. But now, no matter how much you try and keep CHRIST in Christmas, we are swimming in commercialism and marketing, and the BS that is daily shoved down our throats.
And then there are our kids who we desperately want to re-create that magic for. But being a magician can be so exhausting. Can I get an Amen?!?
My Reindeer Game plan: focus on spending time with my kids, sit around the tree, talk about Jesus. The presents can wait.