When my baby brother, M, turned 12 last month, I just couldn't seem to settle on a gift. He loves Pokemon and Hot Wheels, but I'm so tired of buying him more of the same thing. I was browsing through the kids' section of Artmart and feeling quite frustrated, when I called Mom. I told her my dilemma, as well as the fact that I kept circling back around to this display of blank books with plain white covers.
Mom, being the great mind that she is, suggested I make him a book to write lists in. It might sound strange, but M loves to make lists; lists of Pokemon characters, his classmates, toys he has, people in his family, etc. I could go on and on. Whenever he spends time with Baby Bear and I, weeks later I will find a list of made-up baseball players folded up in my purse, or will flip open my notepad at work and find a list of all of the fire Pokemon characters.
I thought it was funny when he opened them and smiled, then asked me why I thought he liked to write lists. ;-)