If you have school-aged kids, they probably had their annual Mother’s Day gift stall this week. My kids had theirs on Wednesday, so off they went with $10 each to hunt for something I’ll squeal with delight over tomorrow morning. When I picked them up on Wednesday afternoon, they both excitedly hurried out, both yelling, “Now don’t look in my bag, there’s a SURPRISE in there,” even though my son has been begging to show me what he got with his ten bucks since that night.
The truth is, Mother’s Day stall gifts are like the place unwanted crap goes to die. I don’t mean that in an ungrateful way, because I recognise that lots of time and effort goes into organising and running it and it IS a beautiful idea but geez, who does the shopping for those things? Fabric covered coat-hangers and pot pourri? NOBODY wants that.
In the same breath that I’m bagging it out, the Mother’s Day gift stall can give some fascinating insight into how your kids see you and how well they know your most favourite things in the whole world. Last year my daughter gifted me some fancy paper serviettes – probably because she knows how much I love eating, and THIS cracker…
That’s right, that there is a disco-style, light-up plastic Best Mum wine glass. It also has THREE modes for that glowing stem – a slow flash, a fast flash and constant light. Fancy. When she presented me with this, my daughter said, “I got it because I know how much you love drinking wine,” and while I wasn’t sure whether to be proud or embarrassed by this, I reckon she made a pretty top choice. Needless to say, I’ve given that glass a good run; so much so that the stem is hanging on within an inch of its life. I now only bring it out for special occasions.
Carla who works with us at Show + Tell’s beautiful daughter Olive gifted her this enormous rock for her garden last year. It’s just so…so….festive? Carla told Olive that she adored it, but the fact is that Carla hates gardening. Good one Olive.
In the top pic there you’ll see our girl Monts posing with a lovely ceramic pig that she gifted her Nan one year. Of course Nan loved it and it was something she held on to with pride. Since her passing it’s back in the hands of Monty and now that pig isn’t just a ceramic pig, it’s a treasured memory of someone she loved.
I’m not gonna lie, I’m kind of excited to see what the kids bought for me (with my cash) from the Mother’s Day stall. We all know it’s not really about the gift itself, it’s about the excitement on those little faces when you open that carefully selected present and gush about how much you love it, and ask them how on earth they knew that you wanted one of those. And if you’re lucky, you’ll hold onto those crappy bits and pieces for as long as Monty’s Nan held onto hers and one day, they will be reminders of a time when you made someone you loved the happiest woman in the world.
We’d love to see some of the adorable gifts you’ve received, or given, over the years. Show us!