The problem is we are all so spoiled that we need nothing which makes gift shopping and giving difficult.
My two boys are especially impossible to shop for.
My husband has told me that all he wants for Christmas is sleep.
But, that's a tough one to wrap.
And, my son tells me he only wants money.
Again, not helpful. I don't give my children gift cards or money at Christmas. To me, these things don't seem uh, thoughtful – it feels like I don't even care enough to put in any effort when I give them those.
My two daughters, on the other hand, are easy to Christmas shop for.
All my oldest wants is a new laptop. That's doable, especially when I can combine it to be part of her January birthday gift.
My youngest gave me a list three months ago – Sephora and Urban Outfitters will all appear on my credit card statement this month thanks to that helpful missive.
So, I spent this morning trolling the malls looking for gifts for my guys.
And how did I do?
I came home with socks.
So, maybe that's all they'll get.
Because I'm done.
Frustrated and finished.
Merry Christmas, boys.
Socks are the new coal.