Acceptance

We used to surprise the kids with Christmas gifts, rarely asking them what they wanted, which worked beautifully for both givers and receivers for a while. We took pride in knowing our children so well that we could select the perfect gifts. The little plastic table that lit up different colors as you played different keys; the churches, cottages, and ice rink for Edwin’s Christmas village; the white and purple ice skates for Maxine – all were hits.

As they’ve gotten older, however, it has become darn near impossible to get it right without consulting them. I’ve always detested things like Amazon gift lists, but with teenagers? I’ve decided to embrace the links and specific color and size specifications with open arms. For the first time, we’ve told them, “Send us the links.” Everyone will be happier for it. Ho ho ho!