I've had a lot of time to think about Christmases past and all the cool and not so cool stuff I've received throughout the years. The one worst that sorely sticks out in my memory was a package of Disney panties that my aunt gave me when I was about 7 years old. I was at my cousin's house; we were all having a great time unwrapping gifts and comparing what we got. Then came my turn to open my lucky package. I was so excited that my aunt had bought me something. Immediately after I ripped that shiny paper off of my gift my face turned three different shades of red. After my cousins laughed at me I turned yet a darker shade of red, threw the gift down and ran to my mother, who was also probably chuckling to herself, but hid it so as not to make me even angrier. My aunt of course was devastated.
Looking back on that I realize that children never really do like getting clothing as gifts. Some would rather have toys or money. This year with the number of children mounting I may just opt for the "Here's a dollar, don't spend it all in one place!" method of gift giving. At least that way everyone gets what they wants and I won't end up broke. And no one will run away from the Christmas tree crying or red faced because they received a truly embarassing gift.