On Monday, after dinner at the Farmers Market, a friend and I browsed in the shops in the Grove, the shopping plaza immediately adjacent. His suggestion that we visit the How to Bankrupt Your Uncle American Girl store proved a costly one for me.
You see, the following day, the TwinPatriotNiecesWest would be celebrating their birthday. And I’m always trying to get gifts for my niblings which reflect their passions. It was easy enough to get a gift for one of the twins, as she specifically requested a black-footed ferret (stuffed not live). I just googled the animal and was in business (but not exactly the right kind of business as I’ll explain anon).
Well, unlike her animal-loving twin, Laura (not her real name) has a passion for classical music. But, she’s not quite old enough for Amadeus. Which brings me to Monday night. So, my friend and I walk into the store. And there in a little display cabinet, I see a doll “playing” a toy piano. Imagining that Laura would love that piano, I asked if it were for sale. It was. Would they ship it? They would.
You can figure out the rest.
When I spoke with my niece the following day, she was excited about getting such a piano for her American Girl doll.
Now, back to the black-footed ferret. I had already bought a stuffed one for next Jane Goodall, Laura’s animal-loving sister. I’d even arranged to “adopt” one for herÂ When I told her this, she was excited about the two stuffed animals she’d get with her adoptions. Two? I wondered (but not out loud). I had to order the one independently of the adoption.
Back online I went and sure enough, the World Wildlife Fund offers an adoption kit with two plushes. I couldn’t possibly disappoint this niece. Not just that. I’d already spent more on her sister’s present. With the second adoption, it would be about equal.
I adopted again. So, now do you get my title?
*And you’ll love it when they do.