Anonymous wrote:also, furnishings usually go on sale after the holidays. So maybe give her a "gift certificate" for a new bed and bedding--and lunch out when you go to pick it out together.
Anonymous wrote:Anonymous wrote:OP, my mom was super into Christmas when I was a kid. She would save up and watch sales and we would have lots of presents. Many of them were things we needed-new coats, boots, pajamas, etc.-but there was always lots for us to open. Her excitement was infectious and we all got into it too.
Except for a couple of Christmases when there was job loss or financial stress in the family. We were very much middle class, probably on the lower end. I remember my mom sitting my sister and I down and telling us that money was tight and that Christmas was going to be very small to nonexistent. Neither of us was sad and we completely understood. Honestly, I think it was harder on my mom to tell us that than it was for us to hear it.
This! I went through it as a teen a few times as well. I agree it's harder on mom than the kid. It actually humbled me quite a bit and I was and still am thankful for it. It also makes next year or the next Zchristmas even better when times do get better.
Don't sweat it op!
Have a Merry Christmas!
Anonymous wrote:I was in the same spot (only the teen side). My mom explained things, and that year we got things we NEEDED for Christmas. A new cheap daybed ($100) jeans, socks, underwear ($50), pens & pencils, notebooks ($15) and lots of little toiletry samples in our stockings ($15). We cut down a Christmas tree in the woods. It was pretty scraggly, but we loved it. We had a small ham, biscuits, choc. chip cookies. We drove around to look at the Christmas lights on Christmas Eve, and on Christmas morning, we drove around giving tangerines to all the homeless people in DC. It put things in perspective pretty quickly.
Anonymous wrote:OP, my mom was super into Christmas when I was a kid. She would save up and watch sales and we would have lots of presents. Many of them were things we needed-new coats, boots, pajamas, etc.-but there was always lots for us to open. Her excitement was infectious and we all got into it too.
Except for a couple of Christmases when there was job loss or financial stress in the family. We were very much middle class, probably on the lower end. I remember my mom sitting my sister and I down and telling us that money was tight and that Christmas was going to be very small to nonexistent. Neither of us was sad and we completely understood. Honestly, I think it was harder on my mom to tell us that than it was for us to hear it.