Saturday, December 5, 2009
on the third day of christmas, i had a date with quinny
One of my favourite christmas traditions is my children taking it upon themselves to shop for our entire family, including (gasp!) each other. They've been doing this since they were about four and five. Saving their own dough, arranging rides, buying their own wrapping paper, not to be revealed until christmas, and having their own wrap-session in their room.
Quinn has been saving his moolah for a big-ticket item, the cost of which could save an impoverished nation. I've had mixed feelings about it, but he has worked hard, and we allowed him to save for it. As such, I was slightly surprised when he asked me if I could take him shopping.
"I thought you were saving for (the ridiculous item)?"
"Oh I am, but obviously I set aside money for christmas Mom." Swoon.
My kids have remarkably good ideas--often better than my own--and it is so much fun to see them emerge with bags, especially the ones for each other.
We went to the mall, had lunch at Quinn's favourite restaurant, Young's, and then pretty much zig-zagged in the least fuel-efficient manner possible, all over the rest of the town to complete his list. Then he joined me for some of my shopping, because we were having too much fun to go home. This kid, he's incredible. He is closer to manhood than childhood, and while this evokes feelings of melancholy, I am so proud of him. And he still kisses his mama in public.