There is an article in today’s New York Times that just had me shaking my head. Is this what our nation is becoming, a big group of whiny, spoiled brats?
Read the first two paragraphs of the article:
Come Christmas, McKenna Hunt, a gregarious little girl from Safety Harbor, Fla., will receive the play kitchen and the Elmo doll she wants. But her mother, Kristen Hunt, will go without the designer jeans she covets this season.
For Ms. Hunt and for millions of mothers across the nation, this holiday season is turning into a time of sacrifice. Weathering the first severe economic downturn of their adult lives, these women are discovering that a practice they once indulged without thinking about it, shopping a bit for themselves at the holidays, has to give way to their children’s wish lists.
Heaven forbid that mom has to give up her new designer jeans to be able to buy Christmas presents for her child. Should we take up a collection for her?
Why is this even a story in the New York Times?
I’ve always thought that Christmas (beyond the whole Jesus’ birthday thing) was for the children. I know my wife and I could care less about gifts for each other. The whole magic of Christmas is to experience it through The Babito’s eyes…..just like that Gloria Estefan Christmas song.
Have a Happy Thanksgiving everyone!
