After all, the girl loves dolls. And there are not many things more cute than this bitty baby from American girl. Plus, since it's her birthday and all, I bought this very special birthday outfit.
Now let's not even discuss the amount of shipping that I had to pay in order to insure that the doll arrived in time for her b-day. (Let's just say that I could have purchased a small island in the south pacific for what I paid.) Okay, fast forward a few days. The said package arrives on porch. Of course Savannah happens to be home.....just my luck. (They never come when the children are actually at school. )She asks what the package is. Now here is the crucial moment. I could have just told her that it was for her dad and left it at that. Instead I decide to tell her the truth. "Well honey, this is a package that mom ordered for your birthday. It has your present inside." (instantly regretting my honesty.) Her eyes light up, and not expecting anything less, she asks "What is it?" "Mommy can't tell you that, Savy, then you would know what you're getting for your birthday. You don't want to know what your present is beforehand, do you?"
But, of course, she persists.....with he persistence of a 3, almost 4 year old.....which is pretty persistent, if you know what I mean. I finally crack: "Well Savy, inside this box is your very own jar of........(and in a split second, in my mind, that is what I said to myself.......you can't really tell her what her present is. You'll have to tell her something that is totally unbelievable so she will know you are just kidding.....say "jar of spiders" no.....don't say jar of spiders.....that's too traumatizing......what mother buys a jar of spiders for her daughters "golden birthday".....say jar of......) Um, a jar of candy canes. (What???? I just said jar of candy canes???? Jar. of. Candy. Canes. Where the heck did I just pull that from????)
I cannot even describe to you the joy that was on her face. It was like "a jar of candy canes just for me? I couldn't ask for anything better" sort of look. And then later, I caught her telling two of her friends that her mom bought her a candy cane jar for her birthday. And when Kylie got home from school, Savannah went right to her and whispered her a secret. When I asked what the secret was, Kylie, with a very puzzled look on her face said, "She says she's getting a candy cane jar for her birthday."
Oh what a tangled web we weave.......now, when I ask Savy what she wants for her birthday, the answer is no longer a baby doll......it is a DANG Candy Cane jar. Does she know how much I just spent on that doll.....does she know that a candy cane jar will do nothing more than rot your teeth out of your head......does she know that her mother lied to her, and when she opens her presents up on that special day and there is nary a candy cane jar in sight, will it forever scar her????? What should I do people? Should I just hope that the excitement over the new baby doll will overpower the desire for the dang candy cane jar? Oh, and just in case you were wondering, I Googled it to see if it even existed and I came up with this glorious little jewel:
And there you have it folks......a freakin' CANDY CANE JAR!
For only $1.52 + shipping. A bargain if you ask me.
And also, who in their right mind buys this sort of thing anyway....just wonderin'?
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Oh Flo, what tangled "lie" webs we weave as mothers. Seriously, I am laughing so hard right now! Only Savy would be that excited about a candy cane jar! Here's what you do. You go some place--like Robert's or JoAnn's--where they already have their Christmas stuff on sale. Find a "Candy Cane Jar" (something christmasy with candy canes on it) and fill it with a few candy-cane type candies that you can always buy no matter the time of year. Make sure she opens it first and sees that: okay, you did get her what you said. Then, have her open the grand present. She will most likely not give a dang for the CC jar anymore and will move on to playing with her lovely bitty. Heck, even if she does give a dang for the jar...at least she got what you said she would! Oh, and I laughed so hard at the jar of spiders 'cause all I could think about was me trying to talk Braden into thinking that there really was "candy" in his bed, not a spider.
Crap Flo, you crack me up!!! Kids are so entertained and happy with the smallest things....like a candy cane jar! I think we need to get our young kids together. Sounds to me like they'd get along peachy!!
Wow, someone's eager for candy canes to hit the shelves at Reams.....I bet if you rummage through your Christmas boxes you can find a few spares and make your own candy cane jar...therefore saving yourself the $1.50 plus shipping and making your daughter a very happy girl next week. Or you could just spend the next week talking up the baby doll and never mentioning the candy cane jar again!
Too funny....next time, make it a jar of chocolate, or swedish fish or even gummy bears:)
A candy cane jar, really? You are so much more creative than that. Too funny! Good luck with that.
I just read this little gem of a post, then called my kids around me to read it to them. I was laughing so hard I couldn't even breathe well enough to read straight through it.
Flo. Seriously. Seriously? A Candy Cane Jar? There are no words. (Just choke-on0my-esophogus laughter at the entire situtation.) And sweet Saavy.
So, I'm with Jenny. Definitely get the poor child a candy cane jar. Or rock the jar that you just phenegled up on google and count it as your first, official, Nuttall family heirloom.
On another note, we're excited to see Lewis & his buddies when they come out in November!
Love you guys!
What. The. H? After all the "what the heck kind of doll to get" drama! Who would have thought? After all the "should I really spend money on an ugly doll" shiz, the girl is OK with candy canes. Has she not seen the old Santa Claus movie where candy canes cause evilness? Even so, you definitely need to be pulling together some sort of candy cane jar. Candy. Cane. Jar. Really, what the H? I say you have the cute litle Bitty Baby holding the jar of goods. Maybe, just maybe, you could hurry and order the holiday outfit and forget the dang cute b-day outfit. Maybe you could pull a "Martha" and whip up a stocking to go with it!
Seriously though? Hilarious. I am loving it! And, although I am glad my best friend is so flippin honest that she can't even come up with a little fib for her 4 year old, I think you might have to work on it. We can practice.
Oh Flo. I am laughing so hard right now, that there is no such thing as a coherent thought in my head right now, except that your little Savy has to be one of the funniest, most unpredictable children ever. I LOVE that girl, and I LOVE your blogging.
I love it! Here's an idea. So she likes the whole candy cane thing huh? What if you started telling her all about the candy canes and how they are so old and rotten! Then you could explain to her that they are candy canes from last Christmas and she probably won't even be able to bite into them because they are so stale. Then, what if all the candy canes broke into tiny pieces? After all, they were mailed to you right? Heck, you could just tell her that the mail man ate them and when you opened the box it was just an empty jar! Well, maybe not that because she might not like your mail man anymore but there are just so many different things you tell her! You might have to repent later but she sure will LOVE that bitty baby!!!
Dude. And you know those are fresh candy canes... being October and all!
THIS WAS SO FUNNY!
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