There is a downside of putting on a show every Christmas...
it comes to every teenage kid who gets everything on their list; but does a visual post-mortem on their pile. They finally realize that they asked for clothes, boots, a weighted blanket, minifridge...no toys, no fun, no magic.
So the parent is left biting their lip, knowing that they spent (many) several hundred dollars on a kid who is pissed at the fact that the got everything they wanted. The kid in a malaise that they are beyond the age of Christmas hype and wonderment. Sad.
it’s all downhill from there, children. Buckle up.