The Importance of a Battery of Batteries

My kids are 14 and 16 years old. That means for at least 16 years I have watched my kids tear through packages on this magical morn. For 16 years I basically had my act together enough to make sure cookies were placed out for Santa (and that he took the appropriate number of bites out of each one), that the reindeer were taken care of and the packages were wrapped tightly. Christmas around our house typically went pretty smoothly. Until…

Because we are a wired family (my kids have basically grown up with devices in their hands),  there’s absolutely no excuse for what happened one cold and snowy Christmas morn. Okay cut the suspense, it wasn’t ONE windy and cold Christmas morn; it was THIS past Christmas.

In my defense, I’ve been on the road a lot, traveling with my new show but that excuse carried no weight or water when my offspring opened the presents they’d been eyeing since they went under the tree and there were no batteries to power them. Insert scream here.

Parents of older children will understand this; for the younger set, the toys they gravitate toward tend to be stacked on the shelves near batteries. But Casey got a camera and Cole got a passel of video games. The camera needed batteries but the cold and snow bought me some time, since she was planning on snuggling inside.

Cole was planning on spending the day inside too and that’s where we ran headlong into red alert territory. He had video games and a controller with no power. That’s plain torture for a teen boy. That’s roughly the equivalent of getting a car as a gift, wrapped in a big red bow and then having your husband drop the key in the snow before you get inside. Not that that has never happened to me, but I can imagine the horror.

The choices were limited that morning so, under the watchful eye and withering gaze of my teenage son, I scoured the house, pulling batteries out of closet lights, remote controls and any other place I could find. In the end we were able to garner enough power to last roughly 24 hours until we could get to the store. Okay all’s well that ends well but do yourself a favor; when you’re standing in the checkout line, throw in a couple of Energizer batteries. They won’t break the bank or any hearts on Christmas morning!

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