Sweet little nothings
Christmas is one of my favorite times of year, in large part because it's one time I can get away with giving people things. I love to give gifts. That's just who I am. (I'll be the first person to admit that I love to buy things just for me, or that I'll buy two of something so I can have it also.)
My mother's side of the family has drawn names for years now as a way to only have to buy a "big present" or two for one person. Stockings are still up for grabs from Santa, though. But I've never been a big believer in the "one gift" idea. My mother accused me over the weekend of being upset if I only get one gift--that's not it at all. I'm more likely to give several things rather than just one, because I am just impulsive that way. (My "nephew," Aidan, will never run out of books because I keep finding more that he just has to read--the poor kid is only a year and a half.)
Is it wrong to break a "no gifts" pact? I'm really not expecting anything in return. I just happen to see things at certain times that are appropriate for certain people.