This is not a post about buying livestock in the developing world instead of an i-Microwave for Christmas (although, imagine the touch screen possibilities – Tercero could be trained to make his own porridge at 5am).
Nor is this a post about the rampant consumerism that is destroying the true meaning of Christmas. I wrote that post last year and no one in my family read it.
This is a post about regifting.
According to Wikipedia, regifting is the act of taking a gift that has been received and giving it to somebody else, sometimes in the guise of a new gift. Wikipedia sets out the following etiquette for regifting:
- rewrapping the gift;
- not using the gift before regifting it;
- and not giving the gift back to the original gift-giver.
- the children have too many toys and more toys only make them want and feel entitled to more toys*;
- I loathe Westfield and anything that minimises the number of trips I have to make to Toys R Us is a good thing, even stealing from my own children;
- some tenuous environmental reason (landfill, recycling, etc etc).
- require batteries that cost more than the toys themselves;
- are possessed and make uncontrollable noises in the middle of the night;
- perpetuate unhealthy gender stereotypes (eg. Bratz dolls and heavy artillery); and
- require surgical pliers to be removed from their box.
- making a donation to http://www.chilout.org and its Christmas appeal to buy useful gifts for unaccompanied children in immigration detention centres; and
- squirrelling away the multiple Finn McMissile cars with all its accoutrements that my children will inevitably receive;
because I like gifts that keep on giving.