But I want it to be a surprise! So it seemed like the best idea to get the opinion of an impartial third party. I'd also say it's more goofy than anything. All part of the holiday spirit!
Maybe? Wright-dono, anyone with eyes can see my suggestions are far superior. The designs are simple and understated rather than garish and overcrowded, and what is a more charming festive emblem than a robin?
[Something tells me that the world is not ready for whatever Taka would want to blog...]
Objection! Since when was has the robin been associated with the holiday season? I can see turtle doves, maybe even penguins. But a robin? Sharing a color does not make it festive!
Furthermore, I would like to argue that simplicity goes against the spirit of Christmas sweaters. They're supposed to be busy!
It's not a simple matter of colour, Wright-dono. European robins remain in their native country all year round, unlike migratory birds. They will also sing throughout the year, even in the icy, bitter grip of winter, all in order to defend their territory.
So you see, the tiny robin remains truly a loyal warrior of the festive season, where lesser birds flee to hotter climes. You would do well to learn a thing or two from the quality of their character.
If a naturalist's argument will not sway you, then perhaps a religious one will. Have you never heard the Christmas story of how the robin gained its red breast...?
[If they were talking in person, this would be prime sword attack time, too.]
It goes like this: on the night Jesus was born, the stable was terribly cold. Thus the Virgin Mary implored all the animals of the barn to keep the embers of the fire from dying out, but none aided her.
It was instead a little robin who answered her plea. It fanned its wings with all its might, and added twigs to the flames with its beak, until the embers once again became a roaring pyre. However, the flames seared the bird's immaculate white breast, staining it red. Now the robin forevermore bears its battle wounds as a testament to its valiant efforts.
Therefore, if we are to remember the true origins of Christmas, I would argue that the selfless robin by far has more festive relevance than such inane materialism as gift-giving and Christmas trees.
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[What follows is an image of the following sweaters on display in store, minus the people wearing them.]
Which one do you think Trucy will like the most? : )
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But if you truly wish for my opinion, I would think something like these would be far preferable for her:
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They are pretty cute. Maybe I'll consider them.
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Taka would agree, had he the ability to type.
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Objection! Since when was has the robin been associated with the holiday season? I can see turtle doves, maybe even penguins. But a robin? Sharing a color does not make it festive!
Furthermore, I would like to argue that simplicity goes against the spirit of Christmas sweaters. They're supposed to be busy!
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So you see, the tiny robin remains truly a loyal warrior of the festive season, where lesser birds flee to hotter climes. You would do well to learn a thing or two from the quality of their character.
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I concede that I never knew any of that about the robin. There's certainly a lot to be said about the qualities of their characters.
However, this still doesn't connect them directly to Christmas. There aren't any stories involving robins that I can remember.
Because of that, your evidence is only... circumstantial!
[it feels oddly empowered to be the one using that argument for a change.]
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If a naturalist's argument will not sway you, then perhaps a religious one will. Have you never heard the Christmas story of how the robin gained its red breast...?
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...i don't think that i have. i'd ask you to enlighten me, but i have a feeling that you'll do it even if i don't ask...
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It goes like this: on the night Jesus was born, the stable was terribly cold. Thus the Virgin Mary implored all the animals of the barn to keep the embers of the fire from dying out, but none aided her.
It was instead a little robin who answered her plea. It fanned its wings with all its might, and added twigs to the flames with its beak, until the embers once again became a roaring pyre. However, the flames seared the bird's immaculate white breast, staining it red. Now the robin forevermore bears its battle wounds as a testament to its valiant efforts.
Therefore, if we are to remember the true origins of Christmas, I would argue that the selfless robin by far has more festive relevance than such inane materialism as gift-giving and Christmas trees.
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...Of course he manages to know the one Christmas story about birds and battle wounds...]
Alright, fine. That is kind of a really good story. I can't doubt its connection to Christmas.
But would it really be appropriate to give my daughter a sweater with a symbol of something that's received battle wounds...
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But if it truly disturbs you so, you could simply neglect to tell her the story.
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But I'll take it into consideration, Prosecutor Blackquill. Thank you for your 'testimony'.