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Got way more than i needed r deserved - will lov the 5

Here is a new one and it kind of funny. I was given headlights for my crocks- light fits n top of croc

I said thank u 😀

This year I got a super nice expensive leather belt that was so small I don't know if a kid could wear it from my wife

I was probably 12. My parents got me a yo-yo one year. That’s it….maybe they were super short that year but I had no interest in a yo yo.

Your thinking with the wrong head. Or maybe she thinks an inch is a foot. 🐓💍 oh, but I digress and you’re probably right she just made a mistake about the kiddy size of belt.

My mother gave my then 5 yr old son a girls sweater that still had the thrift store tag on it, meanwhile she gave my daughter from my first marriage gifts totaling around $400

Mom would have taken an a$$ chewing. Depending on how she responded would have depended on whether or not she saw either of the children ever again. You don’t make a difference in children.

The old Sears/JCPenny catalogs, lord I miss them. I spent 4 months pointing at a picture of the bike I wanted when I was 7. It was a new fangled bike we know as BMX. The photo had the number 10 on the front of it, a racing number. I pointed at that photo 1000 times to my mother and step father and told them I wanted "that 10 speed". Being a kid and no knowing better, I thought that was what the 10 meant.. Christmas morning I wake up, run to the living room. There sat my BMX with the number 10 on the front. Right next to my younger brothers much larger and less cool 10 speed bicycle. I hopped on the BMX wondering how in the world he'd be able to climb on that 10 speed. Until I was informed the BMX was my brothers and I had asked for a 10 speed.

Turns out, pointing at the photo of what I wanted and saying this 10 speed, they refrained from looking at the photo I was pointing out 1000 / 1000 times. Not once did they pay attention, SO..I got a 10 speed that only another adult would actually want or ride. I can say definitively that was the worse Christmas moment of my childhood. I regret to this day my reaction to that disappointment. And it created a fantastic poker face for those moments where I get underwear, socks or absolutely nothing for Birthdays or Christmas.

My step grandmother would do that. She'd give my step sister and brother gifts but give my brothers and I a single piece of candy. Large slice of birthday cake for them. Thin slice for us. Even as a little kid I understood that clearly.
The previous thread on here covered it. Some folk need to be cut away from the fold. Not everyone deserves to be a part of the family.

My wife and I received as a wedding gift (30+ years ago) from a very dear friend of my mother. It was about 8" long piece of pine with the bark attached (a section of a limb) that had been drilled out and a test tube stuffed down the hole to make a vase.

I am 100% certain this person bought it from some hippie at the Kentuck Festival in Northport. That vase now makes its way to another family member each Christmas. It usually gets a pretty good laugh now but at the time my wife and I were like WTF is this ugly piece of crap.

On a different note. My now 26 year old son had a bad Christmas when he was 5 or 6. Not from us, but family.

The entire extended family would meet at my grandparents on Christmas around noon every year. My grandparents held the family together and worked their arses off to provide. It's always been about the kids. Ranging from 2 to 10+ throughout the years. My aunt had 3, my uncle 2 and my mother 3. I only had the one son, but each of their children had 2 to 3 kids each. When my son was 5 or 6 there was a total of 8 or 9 kids in the house and traditionally all adults bought for every kid. Didn't have to be big, something $5 was enough. Gift opening was a hurricane of laughter and flinging paper. My wife got my attention and I looked down and my son was sitting in the floor with three gifts. One from his grandmother and one from his great grandmother and aunt. All the other kids were piled up with gifts. Except him. He wasn't crying but he was very very confused. My grandmother (his great grandmother) was taking notice. She loved him dearly. She went to the tree and started digging around, found nothing. The children were escorted from the room eventually and she pointedly asked the adults to stay. I didn't say anything. Didn't have to. She knew exactly what happened. Seems my extended family saw me and mine as wealthy and not worthy of buying for the child, as he didn't need for anything. There were excuses made, but the arse chewing she gave was deserved. He'd somehow been forgot, by multiple of them.

I never said a word to any of them. Never got an apology from any of them but my aunt. I never forgot that moment. I continued to purchase for each of them and they bred like rabbits too. But, I always bought gender neutral gifts and put them in a bag. I knew whos' was whos, but they stayed in that bag until my grandmother gave the nod. If they ever pulled that stunt again, I'd toss the entire bag to my son and never blink about it.

This was the first year without my grandfather. We didn't participate with the extended family for the first time in 55 years. I didn't miss it as much as I thought I might, but I do feel a little depressed about it. They made it clear when my grandfather passed, that they didn't care for me. I knew it all along, but went out of my way to be friendly to all of them. I never did anything wrong to them, just some sort of jealousy I guess. I don't know, don't care and won't see any of them again if I can avoid it.

So we are trying to sort out a new Christmas tradition. This year we had Santa visit my 5yo girl. My son and soon to be fiancé visited shortly after and hung around all day. Had a nice steak dinner followed by a cool evening around the fire pit. Not looking back either.