I have a very cute and impossibly busy little great neice. My word she can shift, and it seems unbelievable that she’s only just two years old. Never one for hanging around, she decided to completely miss out the crawling stage and instead manages launch herself at an object by literally flying/shunting herself in that direction. Now though, she has learnt to pull herself up the front of the sofa or big chairs. She then turns around, triumphantly before attempting her return journey. The level of concentration and effort for these exercises, together with a very healthy diet controlled rigorously by her mum means she is not going to be a stodgy school child in years to come. I was rather expecting her sensible mum to opt for toys to help celebrate Easter – but she has relented on this occasion and will allow a small egg to be received. From each willing benefactor.
Times change and we often sit back through the year and wonder what’s happened to the months that have shot by already. It’s now time in my calender for me to check on lots of birth dates and get cracking with the card and gift list. It starts in January with a sister – card only these days. Then next month, a couple of junior birthdays – this I do like. Every excuse to visit my local general toy store. One of the kiddies is two this year so I’ve extended the wardrobe of the dear little tom-boy soft bodied doll she had for Christmas with two changs of clothes. This time I’ve bought an oudoor coat and a toy high chair. I had thought about the stroller push chair but knowing the Mum is very busy, she may not appreciate having to take toddler and a dolls stroller along when time’s not on her side!
I was down in the only really good toy shop for miles – which just happens to be quite near where I live. I always vow to make more of this stores, but whenever it’s gift buying time for others, it completely slips my mind. Until this year that is. I have a couple of early birthdays for men – middle aged men at that. I recall seeing exactly the right kind of gift when I was making gift choices last time. Magic card tricks and sleight of hand games – now thwe are fantastic fun, especially f you have an early birthday with all year to learn and perfect your craft by the time christmas makes it’s appaerance . . . . I asked the assistant and she showed me an amazing range – form which I selected two from each sort. I even had a hands on demonstration of how to perform one of the harder tricks!
Now that Christmas is nearly here, I am at the point of wondering what on earth to get a toddler who is almost two. This lass is very biight and alread knows lots of words and colours. Mind you, her grandma never picks toys or games that don’t have an educational element to them. And the toddler’s mummy is a junior school teacher! Last year I excelled, as the little one was coming up 1 year old, I bought a game that had teapots, cups and saucers and magic cakes – all colour co-ordinated. If you had a yellow cup, you had to find the yellow saucer, plate and cake to match. All very good. This year is going to be a challenge as she has got rather a lot of toys already. But a good toyshop never fails to come up with the perfect selection. Toys or games – I’ll find exactly the right choice first time, I know.
Well I must say that things have gotten a whole lot better on the gifting front for some of my brood of busy teen age grand children. That annual nightmare – twice a year when you think that each has a birthday as well as Christmas . . . . I have discovered that each one does have a good, busy hobby. A couple do very arty things – getting involved with local art groups, another helps at a local theatre am-dram group. This not only involves much drama in it’s purest form, but there’s the opportunity to get involved with the scenery painting. Whooh, now that’s a massive undertaking for anyone, let alone a teenager. But in fact this sort of challenge brings out the very best in them. I help them with their art supplies for their home hobbies. This in turn fires their get up and go for community based projects – win win all round!
We can all relate to the parents who sit head in hands at the rapid approach of the Christmas gift giving. It has always been stressful to me anyway. Before the advent of online gift stores, it was a case of traipsing down the high street hoping for inspriration to hit us en route. Now, with online purchasing power, this particular anxiety has left me for good! I have a handful of young relatives to buy for so I check regularly with their parents as to current fads, trends, growth spurts and subjects to avoid . . . . who wants to be the an Unfairy Godmother? My favourite sites have my birthday lists stored and I can see at a glance what I bought each little darling for the last few years. No repetitions. If something’s been very well received, I make a note so as to repeat success with another child – success on a plate!
Now what on earth can you get by way of birthday gifts for a 12 year old grand daughter – the problem is looming in this household. There are currently six grand children to cater for and the present buying gets more difficult every time. I have christmas more or less nailed. They all get new night wear, be they jazzy pjs or seriously sensible jersey nighties, there is always a theme to the group purchase. Presents and gifts for young adults has always presented a nightmare for relatives. The fear of any gift being rejected out of hand for being unwanted / old fashioned / uncool / etc. is dreadful. Three of the six are active and take part in all kinds of sports – this is not too bad, there’s always a jokey sport based item to be found. But the kiddies who don’t have hobbies of any kind leave me with nothing to aim for!
I have grandchildren in the States, they have never been over to UK and I go over there whenever I can, which is not very often. However we chat occassonally on skype or facetime. This is good as their Dad manages to show me the best bits of far away grandchildren but no mess involved. The children, and in fact the parents too, all have dual nationalities – this was a precautionary measure my son took when they weren’t sure if they wanted to settle in the states or come back and try London again. It will prove very helpful in future for the children to travel together. One of the youngsters is shown on a well known social media site wearing his three lions footie shirt very proudly – he doesn’t mind being half british when the team does well in world cups etc. Espcially as the states side team didn’t go through to qualify.
Buying the perfect gift for a boy of 14 is an impossible task at times. Inf act, buying gifts for any boy is difficult. All the boys in my present buying squad are non sporting, have no hobbies that are known and they only ever sit with iPads switched to some game or other gallery activity. When they’re not doing that, they can be seen on their phones merrily enjoying long text sessions or social edia bouts. This fascination with selfie pics and posting them online surprises me greatly as I have never been photogenic and never like pics that anyone has taken of me. There are about a dozen, if that, pictures that appear to me as I look when I scrutinise the mirror. It is all vanity. I’ve discovered a website perforce for gifts for the impossible man. Personalised anything – just right for the quirky and downright bizarre.
How anyone ever gets their present buying list completed in one go, I will never know. There are just so many destractions when I go out toy or game buying. I start off with my list – having consulted the owners of any children I have to buy for. I see all the kinds of toys that my sisters and I used to love or would have done if we’d had the chance. We did have a large number of toys each but there were those exceptional ones that never made it to our house. All was not lost though because our family friend who was a very lonely only child, used to have every toy imaginable bought for her at birthdays and Christmas. Her father also worked as the manager of the most most important Woolworths store in the country. Boy, in those days that was really something to boast.