My children asked me what I wanted for my birthday this month.
In the past, I’ve just said stuff along the lines of, “Aww, I’ll love anything you give me. Just put some thought into it!”
So I would get handmade cards, lop sided cakes, popstick craft, pasta necklaces, and bunches of hand-picked mangled flowers/weeds from the garden. Oh how I loved all those innocent, unconditional, adorable, sweet and simple acts of kindness!
But now that my two big boys are a bit older (age 11 and 9), their own ideas about what constitutes a good gift has evolved. They themselves would rather receive money, itunes gift cards, books, computer games, digital devices and gadget paraphernalia. Extremely efficient and practical gifts, but not very thoughtful. Even they would agree to that.
So as the only female in the house, I feel it’s my duty to push the whole idea of being thoughtful, creative, romantic, and generous when it comes to gift giving.
I do feel a bit sorry for them. They’ll have YEARS ahead of them where they will be stumped as to what to buy their girlfriends, wives, sister and mother in laws. Who can possibly know the way to a woman’s heart?
Haha I guess I am happy to give them a few years of training, starting with MY BIRTHDAY!
And since it’s their first year doing this… I’ve given them a few simple guidelines. A few big, fat clues.
Mum loves drinking tea. Mum loves scarves. Mum loves books. Mum loves candles. Mum loves vintage plates and cups. But most of all, mum loves flowers. It’s all about research and creativity, my boys.
It has stressed them out a little. What if you don’t like it? What if you already have that? What if you have something else in mind that you’d rather have?
So I say, once again… “Aww, I’ll love anything you give me.”
But what they need to learn is that what I actually mean: “It had better be something that shows you understand me!!!”