I looked over the gifts under the tree from my place on the couch while my little girl rested her head on my chest. I eyeballed them to make sure I hadn't forgotten anything.

I'd already bought them a truckload of shit but it never seemed like enough. Kat had enough jewelry and bullshit so it was hard finding something special for her.

Caitlin had damn near every toy appropriate for her age though I've been hearing how it wasn't right to spoil her so much. How she was ...