Sometimes I laugh when I think about the difference in my parenting from Ross to Lucy. It's not that I love #5 any less than #1. It's just a natural loosening up I guess. For instance, with Ross I think I never left home without anything he might possibly need - toys, extra clothes, wipes and diapers, books, etc. I laughed recently when at church I realized there were no toys in the diaper bag for Lucy to play with. I offered her a shoe. And last week I gave her some dental floss to hold while I was shuttling kids back and forth. She seemed to enjoy it.
I don't think she even needs actual toys for Christmas. I might just send the kids around the house to wrap objects we already have on hand. Maybe a toothbrush, coaster, tape, Q-tips. They're just as fun, right?