So no one is grown up enough to be glad that they survived disaster and have a safe place to live? No. They have to have purchased gifts.
Huh. I bought a new house last year and guess what kind of gifts I will be giving? That's right, the ones that I make.
Darn straight! If these folks put away the drug paraphernalia, stay home, don't invite any boyfriends over, and spend time with the kids, the kids'll remember it as the best Christmas ever. String some popcorn, light a candle and sing--and they'll think they died and went to heaven.