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A blog by Elena Maria Vidal.
Second-hand gifts have their hazards, however. Once I found a little
stuffed goat for Helena's birthday. "I found it at St. Vincent de
Paul's," I announced as she opened it. I was, I remember, rather proud
of myself.
"But Mom," the other kids groaned in chorus, "we gave that goat to St. Vincent de Paul's!"
As I said, giving second-hand gifts can be a humbling experience. And there are worse hazards than recycled goats. (Read entire post.)
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Courteous comments are welcome. If a comment is not published, it may be due to a technical error. At any rate, do not take offense; it is nothing personal. Slanderous comments will not be published. Anonymity may be tolerated, but politeness is required.
I would like to respond to every comment but my schedule renders it impossible to do so. Please know that I appreciate those who take the time to share their thoughts.