Have you ever received presents like this?
My son had his fourth birthday on the weekend.
We held it at one of those large commercial playcenters. You know the ones, that parents hate and kids love.
There were plastic slides and loud music. There was a cake iced in more sugar than an Oompa Loompah could carry. There were hot chips and hot dogs and goodie bags with brightly coloured lollies that would make any well meaning mum squirm at the thought of just what was in them.
It was an ideal fourth birthday party. And my son had a ball.
After we returned home to open up his presents, well meaning, well wrapped, well intentioned presents but frankly they were so disappointing they left me puzzled.
My son is four folks. He likes dragons and superheroes. He likes dinosaurs and Spiderman. He likes cheap loud flashing plastic swords.
I know writing this will cause contention. I know I will come across as arrogant and ungrateful.
I pre-empt it by saying that I spoke long and hard to my son about how lucky he was to get a gift at all. How his friends had put thought and meaning into his gifts and how, really he needed to simply appreciate the fact that they came to his party and laughed along with him and gave him the joy of friendship.
I explained to him that presents were expensive (while secretly calculating just how much that hand crafted solar wind chime really must have cost).
But he is four folks.