There's news today about guidelines issued by the Federal Trade Commission that stipulate bloggers have to disclose gifts—products or money—they get in exchange for writing reviews.
So, I guess I have to legally owe up to a gift I received, one that I write about daily. A gift I wasn't expecting, but one that makes me feel great day in and day out. A gift that pays off serious dividends in happiness. A gift that doesn't necessarily make me look any younger or prettier, but works wonders for my soul. A gift that didn't come with an instruction manual, but I've pretty much been able to figure out as I go along. A gift that enables me to blog daily. A gift that's priceless.
It's Max. Yes, my beautiful little boy with cerebral palsy is a gift.
OK, Federal Trade Commission, I've come clean.
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