I was an ungrateful brat when I was 7. I remember I got to open a gift early on Christmas Eve and I picked the biggest one
It was from my mom… I was so excited. I opened it and it was a fluffy pig bean bag, it was velvet honestly thinking back it was pretty cool because it was huge!!!
I acted like it was nothing. I didn’t want it. I wanted to open another gift.
My mom died not even a year later after this and that pig bean bag became one of the most loved things I’ve ever owned. I cried like a baby when it ripped.
Honestly. I’ve never acted like a brat during gift giving again. It taught me a lesson.
They just gotta learn mama, that’s pretty much it. One year don’t get them as much or do a year where it’s only homemade gifts…