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While I was on a recent trip away from home, CJ decided she wanted to get a gift for me for when I returned.
“I want to buy daddy a gift,” is what she told Becky.
“Buy”? Becky tried to tell her that I would much more appreciate a gift that she made for me. But CJ insisted. “I want to *buy* him a gift.”
Now, I appreciate a new grilling spatula from Target as much as the next guy, depending on who the next guy is, but clearly we’ve sent her a message, and I’m not sure I like it.
We’ve said to her, when you give a gift, a real gift is something that you buy, not make. Birthday gifts, holiday gifts…they’re purchased.
Obviously, we haven’t done much to express the value of the personal touch of hand-made gifts. And, frankly, who does? But, of course, I want her to understand the true value of a gift, and, in time, I’m sure she will.
Some things, you’ve just got to let go, and this is one of them.
And maybe I need to stop taking everything so personally.
June 3, 2011 at 9:07 am |
Generally kids expect the parent who has been away to bring them a gift, so I don’t think you should complain about her buying you a gift.
This is a nice picture of Clara and Quentin. It would be nice if the post said something about the picture.