Raisin Hell
Last Christmas I wanted to see how excited my 3-year-old would be to receive a 14-cent box of raisins. They did fairly well compared to his more expensive presents. I’d say a 6 out of 10.
The tradition continued this year to see how a now 4-year-old would react to receiving a 14-cent box of raisins.

Wow, what a difference a year makes.
Here is the actual audio from my video camera of him opening his fiber-filled gift.
RAISINS 2007 TRANSCRIPT
What did I get? Okay…
RAISINS?!?
He gave me raisins!
(Actual foot-stomps of misery.)
(Handing box to my wife.) Put this back in your food!
I could listen to his shocked response of “RAISINS?!?” all day long. It is pure unadulterated disbelief. I might have to make it my ring tone.
I don’t know if you can put a price tag on happiness, but 11 dried up grapes are no longer it — at least for him. Hearing his little brain try to process why someone would think this is a good gift fills me, however, with great joy.

