Goddammit, I had an anecdote ready like half an hour ago.  Something about the boy.

Shit.

Something about toy stores being really depressing; I dunno.  We went Christmas shopping tonight and it’s really reinforced my desire to have nothing to do with that holiday ever again.  That said, I need the boy to be about four years older, because some of the robotics shit being aimed at 9-12 year olds right now is amazing.