No Returns On This Gift

My oldest son ran into the family room yesterday and got out his art supplies. He emerged moments later full of excitement. He called his siblings and told them, “I have one more gift to give you this Christmas!” He handed each of them a folded up piece of paper.

This is what the one to his brother said (the letter to his sister was similar):



Just in case you have trouble deciphering it, the card says:

“J, I gave a lot of gifts to you but my biggest gift is me. Me myself is the gift.”