Monday, December 2, 2019

Limits Make Your Christmas Happier


Photo by Vanessa Bucceri on Unsplash



This may sound strange (Or not!  I'm a minimalist, after all.), but the best way I know to make the holidays happier is to create some limits.  Limits are good for several reasons:  they create financial peace of mind, curb materialism in yourself and your children, give you a bit of breathing space amid the bustle and busyness, and force you to choose from among myriad possibilities with thought and care.






You know you're not doing your child any favors by over-indulging her.  How difficult will life be if she always expects to have her own way and get everything she wants when she wants it?  Helping her to understand and appreciate limits is one of the best things you can teach your child.  And putting limits on yourself is one of the best ways you can teach it.

Ask yourself why you are tempted to buy so many gifts for your child (or for others).  Here are several possible answers:


1.  "Because I love him."
Of course you do.  I totally get that.  But giving gifts is only one way to show love, and it may not be the way that is most effective.  Do you want your child to know for sure that you love him?


  • Turn off your computer and your phone and spend uninterrupted time with him.
  • Take time to teach him how to cook or garden, or anything else you're good at.
  • Ask him about his hopes and dreams, and listen when he tells you.
  • Look him in the eye and tell him why you love him.
  • Make the effort to do something with him that he enjoys, whether that means listening to his music, watching the movie he chooses, or shooting some hoops even when it's cold outside.
Let's be honest -- buying something for our kids is easy and fun for us.  That's at least part of why we do it.


2.  "Because I want to make memories."
When I rack my brain, I can remember three or four gifts my parents gave me.  What I remember far more clearly are our day-to-day activities and our holiday traditions.  Things like walking with my dad to the park or the library, doing paper crafts with my mom, making Christmas ornaments with felt and sequins and lots of glue, watching "Rudolph the Red-Nosed Reindeer" on TV, going to the snow (I grew up near San Francisco, and snow was a rare novelty).

Your child will remember forever the things you do with her, in most cases much longer than the things you give her.  Don't rely on gifts to make memories for your family.


3.  "Because I want to be a cool parent so he'll like me."
That's honest.  I love it when my grandson thinks I'm the best grandma ever.  I love it when my grown kids appreciate me.  And sometimes a gift we give fosters that.  But it doesn't last.  Go back and read the "because I love him" section if you need to, because real connection can't be bought in a store.  It takes more effort than that.


4.  "Because everyone else I know bought X for their kids." 
Yep, peer pressure works on adults too.  But how can you make a difference in the world if you behave just like it?  How can you help your child resist peer pressure if you're in thrall to it too?  Social awareness is important, but if you try to live your life according to other people's standards, you'll never really be happy. 


5.  "Because it's Christmas, and I want it to be special."
I believe we covered this in the "I want to make memories" section.


One Christmas when I was about ten, our family was going to host my mom's three brothers and their families.  My mom sewed little Christmas stockings for each of my ten cousins.  Then my siblings and I were given some money and sent to Woolworth's to buy gifts to put in them.

We had to be careful and thoughtful about what we bought with the money we had, so we'd have enough for everyone.  A mixture of Matchbox cars, Barbie outfits, bottles of bubbles, decks of cards, balsa airplanes, Hershey's Kisses, and penny candy filled those stockings.  We had more fun doing this than they ever got out of receiving our token gifts.

On Christmas evening, our group of 13 kids went caroling around our neighborhood.  Because there were so many of us, we felt confident enough to go to the "mean" man's door (we were afraid of his Dobermans).  He and his wife liked our singing so much they clapped!  And we decided he wasn't mean after all.

It was the most fun Christmas I remember growing up.  I have no idea what gifts I received that year -- I just remember preparing gifts for others and having fun playing and visiting with them.

That's how you make Christmas special.  You stop thinking about yourself and think about others more.  You get out of your comfort zone and broaden your mind.  You stop doing some things you've "always done" and try something new.  You teach your kids the value of sharing, of delayed gratification, and the reality that we don't get everything we think we want, but we can still be happy.






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