My childish confession: When my son brings home a scholastic books order form from PDO, I always buy him at least two books, because I remember how sad I was when I was the only kid in class that didn't get something on delivery day. I still remember the asshole that sat behind me saying "Your parents don't buy you stuff because they don't love you." Living Vicariously through my son, one 'How Do Dinosaurs..' book at a time.