|This is what we call a PoopSplosion because it rocketed outside of the diaper.|
My son would have been perfectly content with just a few gifts. Hell, he is only ten months old. Christmas didn't have to be complicated this year or expensive. But, no, I couldn't allow it not be. I wanted it to be the best ever, which in my mind meant that there had to be a whole shitload of gifts under the tree, or in our case in his pack and play. As it turns out he didn't want all of that stuff. We didn't need to buy three different train sets or twenty different trains or whatever else he received. He was perfectly happy to sit around and play with us all day and gnaw on the Christmas ham until we all passed out.
With this in mind I began to wonder who I bought all the toys for him or me? You all of course already know the answer to this. I bought the toys for me. Do you really think that he gave a shit if he had any Christmas presents? No of course he didn't. He is only ten months old. He didn't even really know what Christmas is all about. Now, thanks to me, he might believe that Christmas is all about buying stuff and getting a bunch of junk that you didn't need or even really know that you wanted. What a terrible message to send to a child on his first Christmas ever. So, it looks like I will have to work twice as hard next year to show him what it is truly about. It is about being with your family and friends and celebrating each others companionship. It isn't about getting a bunch of presents from people. It isn't about spending a fortune. All that does is display your greed and flaunt your supposed wealth, which cheapens the holiday.
With this kind of attitude it is no small wonder that there are children who grow up being completely selfish and ungrateful. This year I watched a kid throw a fit because some one dared to give them a gift that didn't have the right brand name or logo or whatever. What a joke! As I watched this child act like this I wondered what the hell is he thinking. How does someone as old as him, he might have been 13, act like that and not feel utterly ashamed of himself? Then, I realized something. Without knowing it, I am grooming my son to turn out exactly like that by buying him things he doesn't really need or want and giving them to him constantly. Before too long he will start expecting it from me and then other people as well. This is a problem. Luckily, I noticed it before it went too far.
I am afraid that my wanting to give him everything he looks at is teaching my son the wrong message. I don't want him to feel like he deserves everything in the world while never having to earn anything. I don't want him to expect to be given anything because in the "real" world it doesn't happen like that. You have to bust your ass to get what you want, and, even then you aren't assured of receiving what you expect. I also don't want my boy to become so spoiled that he throws fits well into his teenage years when he doesn't get the right brand of mp3 player or gamestation or television or what have you. I want him to have to work and earn things that he really wants. I truly believe that that is the only way to ensure that my son will be appreciative of other people. Hopefully.
This consumerism mentality is just getting to be ridiculous! Why does the accumulation of junk have to be some sort of "keeping up with the Jones's" type of competition? it just seems like there are so few people that are satisfied with what they have anymore.