It happened like that. Not slowly. Not gradually. It just happened. I was completely blindsided.
The blinking bright lights caught their eyes first. They were immediately mesmerized.
As we were getting situated into the double cart, one of my four and a half year olds asked, "Momma, can we go over that way?"
Reindeer and snowmen. Trees and icicles. Flashing lights and decorations. Yep, Christmas. We were surrounded by Christmas. In October. Just like that. Don't get me wrong, I LOVE Christmas .... during the Christmas season!
And along with all the decor ... T.O.Y.S. Every aisle thereafter was filled with different games, dolls, gadgets, and toys, followed by, "Ohhh! Ahhh! Look! Look!" and the never ending, "I want ... I want ... I want ..."
We don't buy toys just to buy toys (of course, there are always times of exceptions -- just not today), so we had conversations about needs and wants. We talked about starting a Christmas list. I even suggested taking a picture of the most special gifts they wanted.
I soon became the paparazzi. Flash! Snap! Mommy, over here! Look at this! Flash! Click! More flashing lights.
We finally made it out of the store with our typical less than ten items for over a hundred dollars. But no toys.
I'm not sure if I should be upset and avoid the stores until January with my girls, or if I should be thankful for the gift ideas. Let me go check the photo list.