Unexplored Territory

Friday, December 22, 2006

Simply not to be outdone

We have had our share of preschool Christmas parties. When the Queen was in her first year of preschool, I learned my lesson on the little gift bag concept when I didn't bring any little gifts for the Pumpkin Party. I slid by though because there was plenty to be put in those little goodie bags.

I did bring Christmas party favors, though and always made sure that I was on top of all of those little things that needed to be brought for goodie bags.

We always give little things like pencils or erasers or tiny containers of bubbles (yes, parents loved me that year). We don't go all out because you know, that can start to get expensive, and when you have kids in preschool for going on six years straight here, we need to decide what is important: the gift or the thought.

Of course, we all know it is the thought that counts.

But apparently, this new set of parents in the Monkey's preschool class didn't get that memo this year.

The Monkey had her party yesterday and she literally left with a small brown grocery bag full of STUFF!

A play microphone, a 4-pack of Rose Art Dough, a puzzle, two books, three long balloons with the little tube apparatus to blow them up (and promptly pop them), and the pencil that we brought.

So for those of us who showed up with pencils in tow ... are scratching our heads at these new parents.

But they will learn. Hopefully sooner rather than later.

2 Comments:

Mamacita Tina said...: Yikes, and double yikes. Quite extravagant gifts for preschool class.; 7:10 AM
Knitting Maniac said...: Tell me about it. And the teachers had sent home a note specifically addressing NOT spending a lot on the gifts ... just give them small things like erasers or pencils or tattoos or candy.; 7:53 AM

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I'm a mom of three peeps ... Queen Bee, The Door Man, and the Chandelier Monkey, and wife to Ace, the Helpful Hardware Man. I created this space to get away from the people known as my inlaws, and because life with three kids and a hubby is all Unexplored Territory.

The nine-year-old who seems to be growing older every minute, has an opinion and a comment for everything, and has a true servant's heart.

The seven-year-old who loves the organization of things, will someday be someone's therapist because of his kind soul, and will more than likely be living with us until he is 40 years old.

The five-year-old with the 13-year-old attitude, who has a dictator's personality, asks you to watch her all the time and say "hold on" to keep your attention, and will someday come home on the back of some dude's motorcycle with 10 tatts and a body piercing or two.

The man of the house, the fixer of things, the winner of prizes, and the only person in his family to escape the South.