something to honk about
Originally written in December 2014, this is still entirely true:
My children are gifted. Frequently and generously every winter holiday season. I don’t hate it, but I’m not thrilled about it either. The thing is, even without their parents buying them a single Christmas gift, they would be spoiled with presents each year. They are lucky enough to have a big extended family of grandparents, aunts, uncles, great-aunts and great uncles who love them to the moon and back. All those loving people want to give something thoughtful and fun to my boys at Christmas time. I can not deny them the pleasure. It wouldn’t be right.
They get some really cool awesome toys and things. Like robot kits and giant Lego sets that we, their humble parents, could never afford. But we really don’t NEED any of these things. And it is SO much STUFF. I’m particularly sensitive about it because we live in such a small house. There…
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