Mrs. Doom turns fifty in the not-too-distant future. I have been nagging the boy about figuring out what he wants to get her (with the understanding that I would pay for it), and the other day, he finally had it figured out.
He wanted to get her this exact pendant:
I told him there was no way in hell I was going to spend $700 on that, and proposed getting something visually similar but in the range of $50 or less.
In case it needs to be said, this is not Mrs. Doom's style. At all. It would never be worn outside the house.
He got really upset with me, and was incensed that I would even suggest such a thing - "But it won't be real, Dad. It will be fake."
So instead of agreeing to get her something he perceived as being too cheap and/or tacky, he decided that she would like a purple t-shirt that says, "this is what the mother of the world's best basketball player looks like".
This was the closest thing we could find:
But I secretly went ahead and ordered this for her as well.