Today is St. Patrick's Day. And I don't know what city you are in, but in Savannah, it is a big deal. Not quite Boston, but still . . . . So I took the day off (in other words, short post today). JackDanyells has a video about St. Patrick's day.
I wrote something the other day about purchasing presents for children. Not having children of my own, there is some amorphous dark area surrounding children's' presents. When I was growing up, we did not have a lot of toys. I don't want you to think I lived in a dirt-bottomed shack, will pill bugs for pets, but that would not be an accurate representation. We just got presents at Christmas and on our birthday, and that was about it.
My nieces and nephews get presents at other times of the year. Part of that may have to do their parents having a bit more money than my parents had. Not more love, but more money.
When my nieces were younger, I would buy them the cutest outfits. And my nephews, I would buy the noisiest toys I could find.
I was not a big doll person growing up. Well, that is not really true. I had a couple of special dolls, with several outfits. I was not a doll collector. We did not collect things, really. But not that I dress up my niece's like dolls, but I get satisfaction from buying clothes for my nieces. Plus, I don't have to read the labels because I don't have to wash the clothes.
Now that I think about it, I buy clothes for nieces (to give me satisfaction). I buy noisy tops for my nephews (which bug my siblings and give me satisfaction). I think I have this gift-giving things sort of backwards.