If the spirit should move you to give me a gift this holiday season, please do not make it any form of clothing or clothing-related apparatus.
Thank you for your consideration.
I am suddenly, and for no particular reason, reminded of events that unfolded during Sasha's three-year checkup.
The doctor tried to look in Sasha's nose as part of the routine examination. "I need to look at your boogers!" she said, playfully.
Sasha, being the sweet and helpful child that she is, promptly fished one out of her nose with a finger and presented it triumphantly to the doctor.
Such a considerate child.