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Apparently none of you have kids with a bad gift giving Grandparent.

How do you explain the six pairs of matching socks to your five year old when the other kids get toys?

I’m getting her back this year. She gets the movie “Hairspray” I get to keep the special edition disk with James Marsden singing to me.

God love the old broad!!!!

Merry Christmas! Buy your child a toy, and tell her it’s from her grandmother. And the socks. Kids always need more socks; I think mine eat them.

My mother sent me the same velour sweatsuit she sent me last year! I will tell her it’s the wrong size (which it is) and exchange it for something different after I find out where she bought it.

Don’t even get me started. My husband’s family just gives bad gifts. One year we all got popcorn...no, not one of those tins with the flavored popcorn but a brown paper lunch bag. Yum, yum, stale, cold popcorn!

My MIL now only gives money to the grandkids and great-grandkids, and it is quite substantial but she forgets my oldest son. The funny thing is that he is the one who lives in the same town and helps her with all her honey-dos. It is odd.

In 37 yrs she’s given me 3 presents and borrowed them back within a week and I never got them back. We let the pretense drop many, many years ago.

Apparently none of you have kids with a bad gift giving Grandparent.
How do you explain the six pairs of matching socks to your five year old when the other kids get toys?
Preach it, sister! Imagine an entire extended family packed into the living room of a single-wide trailer (yes to the obligatory huge projection screen TV tuned to the infernal eternal revolving televangelist channel) - I mean, it's a tiny room full of aunts, uncles, grandparents, cousins ... of which I was youngest. From my grandmother (seated across the room) bless her dear heart, I received a bunch of white granny panties.

Mom later scolded me for Mawmaw's complaint that I'd never thanked her or so much as acknowleged her gift.

Now understand how the usual technique for this in a room full of sound is to hold aloft the happy gift, smile and scream the giver's name until you have their attention and than scream "THANK YOU!"

I don't recall how old I was, but ingratitude was preferable to humiliating myself in front of my boy cousins and every other person in the place, LOL.