That was the statement our children used to say at each birthday and each Christmas. When they were done opening presents they always stuck out their bottom lip to be sure we knew how sad they were. Their shoulders would sag and they would proclaim "But I want more".
I remember thinking "How do we change this? We are raising horriby selfish children!" While I did/do love shopping for gifts for them, I don't believe they are over-indulged in any way. Yet, we still heard "I want more".
Last night Ashley & Chelsea and I were talking in the living room and the conversation went like this:
Chelsea: Well, that's it. Christmas is over.
Ashley: Yea, I wish there was more.
C: I know. It's never get enough.
Dena: Are you serious? Not enough? Shall we examine what you got for Christmas? You really think it's "not enough"? If that's true, then we've failed as parents."
C: Wow, Mom, chill.
A: Yea, just relax. That's not what we meant.
D: Oh Really? Then explain it to me. What did you supposedly mean?
C: Just that now that it's over, we go back to school and work.
A: Yea. I love school and all my friends there, but I like being home here too, and I wish it could last longer than just a couple of days.
C: Yea. We want more. Not more presents, but more time at home. More having fun together and none of the stress. Get it?
A: Even when we were kids. You get all excited about Christmas coming...the time with family, relatives, food, and presents, and then all too fast it's over.
D: I get it and I'm really sorry for thinking differently.
I did get it, more than they knew, and it made me smile to know they got it...even as kids. It's wasn't about the presents at all.
And as I stood at the door this morning waving good-bye to Ashley who was headed back to work (and staying at her dorm), I couldn't help but stick out my bottom lip and think "But I want more".