Oy vey - the nursery gifts
Let's just say the Christmas present for my dad ("I like anything, sweetheart, as long as it's esoteric WWII airplane memorabilia") or my husband ("I'd love the B&W Nautilus speakers for a million pounds") are a piece of cake compared with organising gifts for the nursery staff.
It's as complicated as court politics at Versailles. Do we buy something for her favourite nursery teachers past and present? Only her current teachers? A present for the whole group? What about for the teacher who often babysits for us at short notice? Or the nursery owner?
I live in fear of giving the gift that they open, then turn to each another and say, "it's the thought that counts". Because of course if we had enough money I would love to give each of them holidays in France and expensive wine and dates with George Clooney that let them know how much we value having people we trust to look after her while we're at work. Someplace where she runs through the door in the morning and forgets to kiss me goodbye.
In the end we got a couple of small things for her nursery teachers, a little something for the babysitting teacher and a group gift (lame, I know, as it's hard to share a gift but -hey- it's the thought that counts).





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