My kids are each getting a Nintendo DS for Christmas. My daughter knows this because she learned the truth about Santa Claus so has graduated to being Santa's helper. She chose a silver one for herself and a cobalt blue one for her brother. I ordered them from Amazon and they are already here in the top of my closet.
My son is into dinosaurs and this year there is new dinosaur for kids to want for Christmas. The problem is that this dinosaur costs over $200 and is not within my Christmas budget of $150 per child.
My daughter came to me and said, "Mom, Eric would really love to get that dinosaur for Christmas. Can we get it?"
I said, "No, it's too expensive. Even if I returned his DS, I couldn't afford the dinosaur."
She stood and thought for a minute, then said, "Well, I guess you'll have to send my DS back too."
"You mean you'd be willing to get nothing for Christmas so that your brother can have that dinosaur?"
"Yes, isn't that what it's supposed to be about?"
So there is my warm, fuzzy Christmas story for 2008. Don't look for any more. I don't want to ruin my bah humbug reputation. Besides, I have an ulterior motive for telling this tale. In my next article, I plan to break TOS and ask you to do something for my daughter.
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You're going to make me cry, Andrea. What a sweetie.
Damn it, and I'm supposed to be all professional and shit.
See Andrea, you've done good, real good kiddo.
She's nine years old, Lina.
That is sweet of her, but I hope she doesn't end up with 'giver's remorse'.
Oops, I forgot, you're about to 'put the touch' on us.
Sappy HoliDAZE.
I'm in. Tell me what you want.
I'm now ready to break any TOS for her. :-)
I'm not going to do it, Mugg Muggles. They will both get their Nintendo DS and one game to play on it Christmas morning. My sister is giving them each another game so they'll have two games until they get another for their birthdays.
He will get more long-term pleasure from it than from a ride-on dinosaur that would be gathering dust three months later.
Don't think for a minute that sort of thing doesn't happen here, Aniko. Only yesterday I was asked to break a candy cane exactly in two because neither one would let the other have the last one.
Please tell me there is hope. ha ha ha
There isn't any hope until they graduate to Santa's helper, Monica. Then they realize that the things they want cost money and that there is only so much money. You don't want them to figure that out too soon though.