Christmas Spirit

I was overcome with Christmas Spirit last weekend; and wouldn't you just know that it would happen in a toy store? I went in just to find a small toy of some kind for my granddaughter. I was think of buying some little outfits, but kids don't want clothes for Christmas, they want toys. 

I was having fun checking out all the toys. I had already gone through this once at the neighborhood discount store, and couldn't find a thing that really grabbed my attention. But, I rounded a corner and there they were, a whole shelf of oversized stuffed dolls, dolls that didn't talk, cry, wet or do anything except be a doll.

Zing, Christmas Spirit hit!

I fell in love with them! I grabbed one up and headed for the front of the store to check out. That's what I intended to do, but then I saw that child-size set of pink luggage. Pink luggage with ballerina slippers on it! It would be perfect for her to pack doll clothes, take to dancing classes, or pack away whatever other secret items a little girl has to pack.

Zing, Christmas Spirit again!

Before I made it quite to the register, I remembered that I had intended to get blocks at the discount store, but couldn't find any. How could they not have blocks? Every child needs blocks. I found Lego's, Lincoln Logs, Tinker Toys, all the other building stuff, but where are the blocks? Then I found them.

Zing, Christmas Spirit! Only two boxes left. Better get them before they are sold out.

I didn't get a basket when I came in because I was only buying one small toy. The blocks were so heavy that I could barely carry them. I had to get help to get the all the stuff to the cash register. Okay, I know I'm spoiling her, but what are grandparents for anyhow if not to spoil grandchildren?

Now I'm just trying to figure out now how to explain to my son and daughter-in-law why I bought these toys when she already has too many. But they are really practical toys and durable. . . except for the plastic luggage, which was so cute!

Three toys aren't really that many. Of course, when you add it to what her other grandparents bring and what Santa brings, it might seem like too many. She really is good, so Santa needs to reward her. That's it! I'll sneak the stuff in and pretend Santa left it. They will never know it was me... maybe. And if they happen to figure it out, I'll just say:

Zing, Christmas Spirit! I couldn't help myself!

Then, there is also the matter of my other grandchildren. Fortunately, Santa sent me a letter through Amazon telling me exactly which DVD was on my other granddaughter's wish list. That Santa is a pretty smart fellow. A good thing I didn't have to look around with that Christmas Spirit running wild in the toy store. No, the little outfit I got her wasn't on the list. But, I was right there at the Children's Shop anyhow, so I just had to take a quick look.

Zing, Christmas Spirit! It sure gets around.

Now I have only my grandson left and he has made out his own list, so that completes my children's shopping for this year. Everyone should be required to spend time in a toy store at Christmas. . . just to get in the mood. Also, with enough people pushing and shoving, maybe the Christmas Spirit will be too busy to bother me.

Oh, heck, I enjoy giving gifts to the kids more than they enjoy receiving them. I might as well admit it.

Zing, Christmas Spirit!