Spoiled?

Are my children spoiled? I ask myself this question from time to time, especially as I walk through my living room, or their bedroom and take note of all of the toys, games, puzzles, cars, trucks, dolls, stuffed animals, and various other forms of entertainment that line the floor, sit on shelves, and fill their drawers and closets. I also wonder as I'm shopping when, much of the time, I have to resist buying yet another "thing" for one of them. The thing is, I really enjoy buying the kids things; I love their excited little faces and hilarious reactions. I love seeing them learn from the gadgets (i.e. these two placemats we bought Brendan - one has letters on it, the other is a map of the United States; he can now point out where several states are, knows which state - by name, and location on the map - we, and all of his Grandparents, live, and knows most of his letters by site - which I think is pretty good for a little guy whose only been three for one week!). I love seeing them having fun with, or cuddling with, something I picked out. I love the feeling I get when they are sooo appreciative and literally shaking with joy. I love everything about giving them something they adore... Perhaps this is more about me then it is about them!

If I were to honestly answer the question though, I'd have to say that I really don't believe they are spoiled. You see, despite them having a lot of "things" I don't feel they have any sense of entitlement for these items, nor do they beg uncontrollably when shopping, nor do they not appreciate the things they have. So, for now, I think we're ok.