Every year, my partner of a decade and I have Christmas with her family. My family is Jewish and we also spend at least one night of Hanukkah with them. For all gatherings (including birthdays) the gifts are almost exclusively chosen and purchased by the one who is more directly related to the recipient. It always feels a little weird to me that their family gets me gifts, but they never receive anything exclusively from myself, it’s just very vaguely implied that the gifts are from us as a couple. To be fair, their parents give gifts as a couple (always from their mom). Also, I would never ask my partner to purchase gifts for my family in addition to theirs, they’re already stressed enough by finding something for their own family. I’ve never brought this up with my partner as I don’t want to make them feel either obligated to or guilty about implicitly declaring that they don’t want to.
Even if your spouse does, it’s the same bank account.
It’s totally okay not to sweat this stuff, since there’s never any good in stressing about it.
Oh yeah, I picked out all the gifts for my wifes family. All of our gifts for everyone really. But that’s just our dynamic, she works out of the house and I deal with everything inside the home. The presents are from us as a unit, the details don’t matter.
Fuck no.
It seems like you are over thinking it a bit. Just let it be more fluid, there is no right or wrong way. My wife often buys gifts for my family, the given is its from both of us. But she is out and about more often and spots things people would like, so she’s the main shopper.
Really just depends on whether my wife finds something her family wants or I do. Throughout the year if you see something your SO’s family would like, buy it and let your SO know
When I’ve managed to can extra, my brother in laws get canned things. This year apple butter but sent well after the holidays whoops. It’s been hectic.
We give gifts to both sets of parents as a couple, but we’re both involved in picking them out.
Actually what usually happens is my wife sets me loose to wander in a store and follows me like a dowsing rod or a truffling pig, and then I stop in front of a shelf and go “I dunno, this?” and 8/10 times she goes “holy shit, yeah”.
