The five stages of gift-giving grief as typified in unnamed older relative (UOR) behavior upon relinquishment of presenter/presentee rights within standard environments. Median age of subjects is 65.
Denial – “We can’t bring gifts? I don’t remember you saying not to bring him presents! You never said that!”
Anger – “But it’s Easter! You can’t count Easter! It is my RIGHT as a UOR to buy him toys if I want to! That’s my job! What do you mean not every holiday needs gifts?!”
Bargaining – “Well, this is just a small thing and it’s not really a toy. This will be the last one. I swear. Nothing until July. I swear.”
Depression – “They make him so happy… what am I supposed to do now?”
Acceptance – “OK, fine, we’ll put it back in the car before he notices.”
After standing firm with the early morning smackdown, (totally taking it for the team by being the bad guy, I might add,) I’m still left with one question… what the hell is in July?
(See that face? That is the face of kid who is happy with gummi's and a couple of matchbox cars. I'm just saying.)
Happy Easter everyone!
– the weirdgirl
good ‘conversation’ 🙂
There was a moment when I looked at my oldest son as he pawed through his Easter basket when I could tell by the look on his face he was thinking, “THIS is it?!” and that was not awesome. In an entirely ‘I’ve, from time to time, turned Easter into Christmas way.’
I was good with it, though, and in the end, they’re both still running round here hopped up on sugar, so maybe it will cause them to forget!
Though somewhat confusing (as to who’s saying what)–that’s hilarious! I especially love “what the hell is in July?”!
And the picture of Chance’s Easter eggs reminds of this:
I once saw a sign in front of a church that read, JESUS DIDN’T DIE ON THE CROSS SO YOU COULD HUNT EASTER EGGS!
Talk about a guilt trip for children!