I have learned there are certain universal experiences
across many species and holiday traditions. If you’re a parent, the following
photo essay will bring joy and tears to your eyes at the same time. This is one
of those shared parental experiences or nightmares (depending upon your
perspective). I wish I could honestly say chipmunk kids excelled better than
their human counterparts at gift wrapping …
but they test one’s patience, fail to listen to instructions, and generally
make you pull out all your fur.
We tried do something a bit different this year at the
Woodpile. We had a community kid’s present wrapping party. We hired one of the
teachers to supervise. I can report it proved to be quite the “party”. The kids
thought this was great fun. The gift wrapping, hmmm, that part left a lot to be
desired. Looking on the bright side, Chippy Jr. and his sister, Alice only went
through three rolls of paper this year (last year it was 5 rolls).
To all my fellow parents: Find your favorite reclining
chair, pour yourself a large eggnog, add something special to it, and we’ll
commiserate together on the joys and frustrations of teaching the kids how to
wrap presents.
“Mommy help. I have taped my nose to the present."
“Maybe I can get unstuck if I push it.”
One done, one to go.
“I don’t want to admit I forget what to do next.”
(The observant reader will notice the gift box is
empty … oops.)
“Why is everyone looking at me funny?”
“All done mom!”
“What do you mean I forget to put the present inside
the box?”
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