When I was a kid, there was one thing I wanted beyond all others. I’d go to play at a friends house and their mother’s would pull this out, and we would all be delighted. I remember asking my parents over and over for one. But birthday after birthday, no Snoopy Sno Cone Machine.
I’ve obviously held a grudge about this. I remember telling my college boyfriend and his family about my dreams of a Snoopy Sno Cone Machine. Apparently, they ached for me. When we celebrated Christmas that year at his house, I opened two of them. Yep, he and his parents had felt bad enough that they individually hunted one down and wrapped it for me (and obviously failed to mention it to each other).
At the age of 20, I became the proud owner of two Snoopy Sno Cone Machines. Which leads me to wonder, what will be the Snoopy Sno Cone Machine for my sons? What will I not get them that they resent me for decades later?
Will it be that Snow Mountain Set that Graham so desperately wanted last Christmas for his train table? Or the Playmobile pool that I refused to purchase at the toy store?
I don’t want to raise spoiled children. When they say, “I want,” I don’t want to always say, “You’re wish is my command!” That’s not healthy. I understand why my parents didn’t buy me the Sno Cone Machine… now. Now, that I’m a mom. Who wants to hand crank ice and pour food dye over it? Sounds messy and like hard work.
Yep, I’m sure I’ll be blamed for something that I refuse to buy my sons, just like I held resentment about my Snoopy Sno Cone Machine. But they’ll get over it (although, maybe not for decades), and maybe even one day understand why.
Is there something that you always wanted when you were a kid? What was it?
I always wanted to take gymnastics but my parents thought there was too much risk of injury. Now my daughter is 7 and a competitive gymnast. 🙂
Oh, the irony. 🙂 I wanted horse back riding lessons when I was little. Turns out I’m allergic to horses. Go figure!!
I wanted An easy bake oven:(
My kids will resent me for not getting them video games.
I grew up in the 70s and there was this toy called Big Mouth Singers. It was a sort of keyboard with cartoon heads that opened their mouths when the keys were pressed. Instead of a piano sound or organ sound, the heads played a jingling sound. I played with this toy every time I went to the store. When my mother went to the store, some sales clerk told her it was a baby toy 🙁 I never got it. I also wanted a rag doll called “Patches McGee”.