One of the lessons in life I have always wanted to teach Gavin is the value of money and how to spend wisely.  I had originally planned to begin this lesson by fostering a good habit of being able to window shop for toys without necessarily having to buy a toy at every visit.  This plan seemed to be working out just fine until I discovered that it had one serious flaw in it…

Gavin is not the one who refuses to leave the shop without buying the toy, I am.

There’s my guilty confession…  When it comes to putting away the toys and leaving the shop, I have to say that Gavin behaves admirably.  The biggest stumbling block is me because I think I am more eager to buy the toy than Gavin desires to own it.

The funny thing is that I’ve never really been a shopaholic.  I like to know exactly what I’m looking for, get it and come home.  Yet, my obsession with toys appears to be bordering on pathological.

When I was a child, my mother was rather strict when it came to toys - so strict, in fact, that my brother and I hardly had any toys.  One Chinese New Year, my cousin came to stay with us and during a shopping trip to Singapore, we spent our New Year Ang Pow money on toys without telling my mother.  When we got home, she confiscated the new toys my brother and I bought (she gave them away!) and made us stand in a corner while my cousin happily played with his toys.

Yes, I was seriously scarred by this incident because I now seem to be obsessed with having toys.

The hubby has always said I live vicariously through Gavin and for once, it seems, he might be right.  Every time I take Gavin on a shopping trip (albeit a window shopping trip), I always find toys that I really want to buy.  Yes, I know, I need help.

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