Weirdest fucking Christmas ever.
OK, so every year since I can remember my grandmother and grandfather (on my mom's side) has come to watch us open gifts in the morning. After we grew up, the focus switched to my niece, who lived with us. When she and her mother (older sister) moved out of my parents' place to their own, all of us made a trip to their house for the past few years (about a 45-min drive for us and 30-min for my grandparents.) Then we'd all go over to my grandparents' house in the afternoon/evening for dinner and more presents (from them.)
Well this year everything got changed up cause of potential family drama, so my sister and niece slept over on Christmas Eve and for the first time in four years we opened gifts in the morning at my parents' house - and for the first time
ever, without my grandparents there
at all.
So the first bit of drama starts when my 7-year old niece has finished opening her presents from "Santa" and starts on the gifts from my younger sister and me. Younger sis gives her a stocking full of stuff, and she's very proud of it because this is the first year she's had enough to do anything Christmas-y and buy gifts and I love the stocking idea (older sis and me got one too.) It's fun and unique and a a "full" gift while obviously being inexpensive enough to not break the bank. I give her kudos for it. And my niece loved it too.
But then the niece opens my presents for her. Now, everyone who knows me knows I go overboard with everything. This year I downsized significantly, but it was still something of a full spread. She mentioned wanting Animal Crossing: Happy Home Designer for her 2DS when she was visiting me in Boston and we were playing New Leaf together. So I got her:
- Happy Home Designer, of course.
- An Isabelle Amiibo, imported from Japan (since they're rare as hell here.)
- An Amiibo reader for non-"New" 3DSes (for her 2DS, obvs.)
- A 6-pack of Animal Crossing Amiibo cards.
- And an Animal Crossing Amiibo card binder.
She was obviously freaking the hell out for all this, but it set my sister off since she "liked my gift more." And I have to guiltily admit I like trying to one-up everyone else, cause I like being the cool uncle. But I did feel bad about that.
So World War Drama II happens when we're opening gifts later that day at the grandparents'. Niece gets a lot of neat stuff from them, but then starts opening clothes after clothes after clothes, and just lost interest. To be clear, she was acting like a complete unappreciative brat here. It's a side of her I've very rarely seen and it wasn't pretty, and it sucked cause you could see it was breaking my grandmothers' heart (to her credit, she's always quick to say "something" in situations like this, but bit her tongue this time.)
So then my mom yanks up the clothes and goes to the kitchen and hides them. "We're donating them to goodwill because I work in a women's center twice a month and I see young girls who don't have NOTHING and it's sickening <niece> would act like that."
So my sister starts in about how it's not her place to do that (true) and how mom needs to butt out of her parenting (since obviously this conversation dredged up other arguments about how to raise this child, and both think they're right.) My older sis and I have a conversation outside where she's on the verge of tears, and then about half an hour later there is full blown screaming on the porch between her and my mother.
I know other people have had family drama at holidays but this is my first real experience with it. So on top of 70-fucking-degree whether, no grandparents in the morning, and a fucking screaming match after dinner, this Christmas is the first one I can say without a doubt: sucked.
Here's to hoping for next year...
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