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Today, I am honored to have a guest post featured on Mustard Seed Money! Below is a snippet, but please click over to Mustard Seed Money to read about why I’m finally putting my foot down when it comes to material gifts for my son.
Please Stop Spoiling My Kid
When I was pregnant with our first child, I remember my father-in-law saying to me, “All a kid needs is a ball, a stick, and a piece of string.” We laughed, and then my mother and mother-in-law continued to tell me to put more things on the baby registry. Sitting here now with a 15-month-old, I can tell you he really would be happy with any one of those three things from Grandpa. Usually, he doesn’t even need those things and is just happy to dig his fingers into the soil of the garden bed, pull Tupperware out of the cabinet, or chase the dog. Yet, we remain surrounded by plastic, singing toys and well-meaning friends and family who regularly bring him, even more, gifts to gather dust in his toy corner. So, I’m finally saying it. PLEASE stop spoiling my kid. I’m begging you.