As I’ve mentioned here before, Seb goes to a preschool at a local church, even though I’m not a religious person. We both love the school and what it has to offer, compared to others in the area. The religious aspect is an added bonus as Hubby is a believer of God. It has been a great semester (is that what it is called for preschool as well?). They even had a Christmas program one evening where Seb stood amongst over a hundred little children, swaying and singing to Christmas tunes. Well mostly he just stood there making faces while many of the children sang but it was really fun and cute nonetheless.

On the last day of school, before the two-week winter break, he was given a wrapped present (judging by the wrapping appearance, it’s likely a book, probably one of the educational scholarstic ones). He also brought home the very lovely ceramic type ornament with his own handprint on it. I believe each of the children made their own as one of the many fun projects.

Here’s the deal. I didn’t get the teachers anything. Not even a card. I didn’t even think of it, and I certainly didn’t know this was sort of a “tradition” thing to do, even though I’ve lived more than half of my life here in the US. What will the teachers think of me?? I was just reading another blog the other day and found out Most People Get Something For Their Kids Teachers for Christmas. It is surely too late to do anything about it now. Or is it?!?!

Did you know such of a “rule” existed? Am I the only one who seemingly live in another universe? I am frugal by nature/upbringing, but I don’t want to be thought of as cheap or unappreciative, especially when/if it affects other people’s perception of my children.