Youngest Son has been talking about what he wants for Christmas. A lot. At the top of his list is Lego Dimensions, a video game. I don't want to buy him more video games. He asked me many times if I was going to get him Lego Dimensions, and I've avoided committing.
Then a few days ago, he told me not to worry about it, because he was going to wish for it. Which is naively, achingly, sweet. And now I'm torn. I don't want to buy it for him, but I also want him to believe that his wishes can come true.