so.....Monkey Butt wants a car for Christmas.
Given that's probably a good time of the year to get a decent deal on a car, we are going to try to accomodate that request.
However, I've been wracking my brain trying to think of ways to make it even more fun and special than getting a car is anyway.
When I was 17, for Christmas, I had 5 packages under the tree. My family had a tradition where we opened one gift on Christmas Eve and the rest on Christmas morning. The "big" present was never allowed on Christmas Eve, of course.
The present I opened on Christmas Eve was a box of gravel with a note not to spin in the gravel.
The next morning, I was told the big box had to be last.
I opened up 3 boxes that had notes in them: "new seat covers, new tires, new paint job".
My silly self thought that meant they were going to do all this to my Flintstone mobile. That final box though.....had about 6 boxes inside of it. The final box was a set of keys.
That wasn't all though.
Dad was laughing his head off and said "now, to see how good you are.....the car isn't here, but it IS at a neighbors house. Let's go outside and walk around the block and when you think you see a car that could be yours, go see if the keys will crank it"
No pressure, right?
I mean, it was Christmas. Nearly every house on the street had extra cars there because of family visiting.
I went by several cars and didn't try them out. He kept saying "Nothing striking your fancy, what if you don't like it?" I knew, just knew that I hadn't passed it yet. Then I started REALLY squealing.
I got ready to jump in the car and dad said "are you sure you're not jumping in a neighbors family members car? Don't yell so loud, you don't want the neighbors to wake up and have you arrested for breaking in their car or something"
It was mine. I knew.
Yeah, I loved it, but as much as the car itself (and God knows as a teenager, having a cool car was amazing and fun without the other stuff) was the thought put into making getting it special and fun.
I want to do that for kiddo.
The stumbling blocks: 1) we go overboard on gifts so lack of gifts under tree will give it away 2) we don't live in a neighborhood, we're in the country and no neighbors that we could hide a car at 3) she knows my story, she'd totally suspect the whole "nesting boxes" as the presentation.
So, here it is.....shortly after midnight, all is quiet and all are asleep when I decided what to do.
I'll ask bestie if I can hide the car at her house until Christmas Eve and then park it behind the nearby church that I can walk to. In the middle of the night I'll walk to it and drive it home.
The keys will not be in a nesting box. We'll go ahead and get her gifts, but majorly bargain shop so she doesn't suspect. The gift DOES have to be the last one opened though. When it's not a big box, she'll assume it's not that.
Inside will be this jewelry box that she'll be getting for Christmas. She'll assume because it has the daughter stuff on it and mushy, that that's the reason we consider it the special wait til the end gift.
Inside will be this keychain with her new key on it.
Looking forward to the holidays once again this year.
She's so worth it.
I'm sorta leaning towards a "clue" in some of the other gifts.
1--a banana, whether fake or real and 2--a turtle
We've been teasing her that our big worry about her driving is her experience with Mario Kart. She threatens to bring turtles and bananas to throw out the window on our way to school for idiot drivers that behave poorly.