If you think you’ve stumbled upon a handy-dandy gift guide for teenagers, you’re in the wrong place!
I’m currently, trying to shop for my niece and nephews who were discourteous enough to go and grow up on me. Those little jerks! I’m pretty sure we had an agreement that stated they were never allowed to grow up. I’ve consulted my lawyers but in the meantime, I have to find gifts for these teenage buggers.
My niece is 13, and the “boys” are 17 and 19.
When they were little, I killed it with the gift-giving. A fluffy pink tutu and bedazzled pink hi-tops for the girl? Yes, nailed it! Rugrats skateboards for the boys? Coolest Aunt ever!
The girl has grown out of being a “girly-girl”, and the boys are all like “Dude, I’m a man, check out my muscles.” Seriously though, the boys are ripped, and the eldest is training to apply to be a Navy Seal. Give me back my babies!
My niece is all about “Jack” from “The Nightmare Before Christmas”. Last month, she’d had a bad day, so I sent her this bracelet as a pick-me-up.
How cool are these Nightmare Before Christmas shoes that I found at Hot Topic? I sent the image to my sister, asking if my niece would wear them/what her shoe size is, and also asked, “What the hell should I get the boys?”
Here’s her response:
“Kim,about to head to softball practice. She probably wouldn’t wear the shoes. Can I have her look at hot topic and see. That way you don’t waste your money. The boys..I have no idea. Maybe have them send you a shirt they like. It’s so hard with them..love you..I’ll let u know what she likes.”
Where’s the fun in that? I wanted to be able to surprise them all with gifts that say, “Aunt Kimmy really gets me.” And “Aunt Kimmy is so much cooler than our mom’s friend who calls herself our ‘Aunt’ but who wasn’t there when we were born, and who never even changed our diapers.”
Wait, where was I? Oh yes, I was talking about my entirely selfless desire to give “perfect” gifts for around $50 per kid.
The “moral of the story” is not evading me, dear readers. Yes, teenagers are hard to shop for, but I’m also besieged by Holiday guilt because I won’t be home for Christmas, and the 1,400 mile distance always feels farther (and further) during this time of year.
This year, I’ll serve as a long distance ATM, as my niece and nephews select their own gifts, and I’ll be happy to know they’re happy.
They just shouldn’t be surprised if they find ‘bonus gifts’ of sparkly tu-tus and Rugrats skateboards…and maybe some pacifiers and ‘bwankies’!