Daniel's golden birthday is next Thursday; he turns 7 on the 7th. This is very exciting for him, of course, and I'd like to make it special for him, but there's one problem: I can't think of anything to get him for a present. Isn't that awful? For crying out loud, I'm his mother! I'm putting out an appeal for suggestions, in case any of you out there have some brilliant idea I haven't run across yet.
He's too young for a computer. He already has a digital camera that I found him on craigslist a while back. We don't do video games. He asked for legos for Christmas, but hardly plays with them. I want to make him a Gryffindor scarf because we're reading the Harry Potter series together, but he's turning 7, not 70. A scarf alone ain't gonna cut it. He likes to read, but other than Harry Potter is currently really into Captain Underpants and I'm perfectly okay with just borrowing those from the library, thanks. He loves games, and just yesterday seriously wounded my dignity by beating me at Scrabble with hardly any help (yes, that hurt). A couple weeks ago the sitter taught him Skip-Bo so we'll probably get that.
Part of the problem is that he doesn't play with toys much. He's happiest when he's kicking my tush at Scrabble or building forts in the basement or putting together elaborate structures with old boxes and paper towel tubes. I love this and of course I want to foster this creativity as much as possible, but I somehow don't think a pile of old boxes counts as a birthday present.
So, readers, got any suggestions for me? Stuart and I are going to brainstorm this evening, but time is of the essence here!
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