On Christmas morning, the DSC woke up at 4.30am and emptied their stockings.
DSS (who is 7) spent most of Christmas Day basically unable to function due to tiredness. I think this also made him irritable.
DSS also did not write a letter to Father Christmas this year. Didn't want to and couldn't be cajoled into it.
At 9ish when we unwrapped our gifts, DSS was very unhappy to not get Pokémon cards from The Big Guy. (Apart from 20 specialist shiny ones that came in his stocking.)
Father Christmas had instead left him some Lego which DSS was very unhappy about and refuses to even look at. DSS is usually a Lego fiend and especially likes the themed sets - which these were. (Harry Potter)
My DH and I had bought DSS some Pokémon cards in a collectible tin (it was on DSS's Christmas list) but these had been given from us and not Santa. DSS was pleased with this but could not understand why Father Christmas hadn't just bought him even more Pokémon cards. DSS says that when he went to bed on Christmas Eve, he closed his eyes and wished and wished to Santa for nothing but "millions of Pokémon cards".
Anyway...
Rewind to about 1 week before Christmas and DH says to me "I don't know if I should give the Pokémon cards or the Lego from Father Christmas?" I advised that if we were putting the 20 specialist, shiny and v v expensive cards in the stocking, then the tin might be better coming from us. DH said "that's what I thought too" and then he wrapped and labelled the stuff appropriately. The end.
Today DH says it's my fault for weighing in. He says he "knew" he should have given the Pokémon cards from The Man in Red. 🙄
I think DH is being silly and maybe that my DSS should have been told to not be so ungrateful. But I haven't passed any comment on the matter. I really don't think my DH should be tied up in knots over it but DH is just very upset that he "dropped the ball" on his son's Christmas and thinks he's done a bad job.
I also slightly dried out the breast meat on the turkey (a crime in this house but please forgive me, I was cooking for 14 people in a new kitchen!) and my DH's father tested positive on Christmas morning and so his parents couldn't come over. So all in all, my DH had a "bad Christmas". He's just dropped off the kiddos with their mum and now he's taken himself off to bed. 🙄🙄
So listen up, step parents - even if it seems innocuous - having any opinion on anything, however small, can come back to bite you in the butt!
Next year when my DH asks me what should come from Father Christmas I am going to say "whatever you think, dear" 😅
No, I'm not leaving my husband over Pokémon cards.
No, I'm not the other woman.
No, I don't hate my step children.
Yes, of course I brined the turkey!!