For whatever reason, this year’s the year of Whitney the Grinch. I just can’t handle it all this year – the crowds, the boxes that keep coming into my house, the mass amounts of stuff that my children are about to get that really have no place or space in my house.
I don’t know what it is but I’m trying hard to tone it down with the kids and their presents.
I took today to get rid of boxes and plastic and try and just stack everything for each boy in a pile. God forbid one child get more than the other (because they WOULD absolutely notice.)
This is only one picture of the boxes I’m recycling. Insanity, right? (And can you tell I love Amazon?)
I will say this. It’s definitely less this year than last. I refuse to fall into the trap of going insane for them for the next decade plus. While I want them to have that magical morning as I did growing up, I fear serious toy gluttony.
Bah humbug? I know, I know. I run a shopping blog and I love to shop. What did I expect? Who wants to feed me a cookie, a glass of wine and come over and help me recycle and organize all the boxes?