We celebrated Christmas with my mom yesterday, which was the only time that all of us kids could gather together before Christmas. With my 3 year old niece being in attendance, I decided to give her her Christmas gift early rather than mail it to her for Christmas. I lovingly wrapped her gift in newspaper and band aids to make it easier to open for her, and was so excited to see her truly adorable face as she opened her gift from her least-favorite Aunt ( I kinda freak her out, but she’s getting better…)
I got her a fishing game set from Wal-Mart. Remember those fishing sets, where the little magnet fish go around in a circle opening and closing their mouths while you try to catch them with a plastic pole? I remember that being among my favorite games when I was around her age, and the version I got her was a Disney princess version, where you catch jewels that open and close instead of little fish. She loves being a princess, so I just KNEW she would love it. Favorite Aunt status, here I come!
When she tore open her gift, she was super ecstatic at the little jewels before her. “My pinces, my pinces!” she shouted joyfully as my brother assembled the batteries into the game and set the little jewels into play. My niece stared bug-eyed in excitement clutching her tiny pink Snow White fishing pole, waiting to see what would happen next. Anything with batteries is BOUND to be an awesome toy.
My brother set the game into motion, the pink, purple, and clear jewels opening and closing their little “mouths” in greedy anticipation. He showed my niece how to play by catching a few of the jewels with his Belle pole, and my niece hovered above him, pointing at the animate little jewels waiting for her pole to take action.
She eagerly put her face inches from the board, tenderly lowering her pole into the open jaws of the jewels and within seconds, had a little bugger on the line. “Yay!” we all shouted, clapping maniacally- “Pull it out, you got it!” My niece then frantically started squealing, “Bite, bite!” and started to bawl, running from the game in sheer fear and hiding behind her father, pointing at the offending game with her big toe- “Bite! Bite!”
Shit- there goes my Aunt of the Year award. My niece was instantly completely terrified of the little biting jewels that continued to go round and round snapping their jaws while we started shouting in unison, “Turn it off- turn it off- turn the damn thing off!” And once the game was silent, my niece leapt from the couch and began poking the jewels dubiously, moaning, “Bite…” with an aw-inducing frown on her face.
Luckily, within about a half hour, she had forgotten about the evil jewels and eagerly went round 2 with the game with my brother’s wife, happily dumping the game on the floor dragging it over to a willing participant, shouting with glee again, “My pinces! My pinces!” kissing each jewel as she set them in their little holes. The game started again, and this time, she kicked serious ass pulling out jewel after jewel laughing uproariously, shouting, “Yes! Yes! Bite it- bite it” and beating each one of us catching a majority of the jewels. I was relieved- super Aunt status somewhat restored, and was happy I hadn’t wasted ten bucks on a gift that would give her nightmares. Yay!