We give our children's preschool teachers cash. Bottom line is that I greatly appreciate what they do for my children on a daily basis and they have gone beyond their role on more than one occasion to help us.
Having said that, as an educator, I LOVE this idea! My students used to give me books and board games for my office (school psychologist) and it was incredibly appreciated. Many times these came from yard sales and rummage sales, which was even more appreciated because "my kids" weren't afraid to play with them.
I also loved the homemade goodies... I don't bake, so my husband always loved the holidays because I had one family who truly had very little, but damn. That mama could bake! She would bake me a huge thing of assorted Christmas cookies with a note saying "You spend so much time with our children that you probably don't have much time to bake for your own! Enjoy these yourselves or repackage and take them to a party!"
Fail safe gift? Cash or a gift card.
Oh... and I think that Ina may have a tainted perspective. There is no obligation to give a gift and many children do not. It's really not expected, nor is it a big deal. At the holidays, I tip people who make my life easier and/or better.
In our world, that includes:
- children's teachers: they are helping us raise our children; they meet with us as often as we would like; they welcome my parents into their classrooms whenever they are visiting; engage my son in higher order thinking every day and start/end their day with a hug and an "I'm so happy you are here today."
- housekeeper: she's our Godsend and I would eat rice every day for every meal to keep her. She has given us our family time back and she's busting her butt to give her children a better life.
- Babysitter: available on short notice to come over and play with the kids while we hole-up in the basement to shop online, wrap gifts, pack for vacation, etc.
- Mail man: ours knows we have two small children and will walk our mail up to the house on a snowy/rainy/icy day so that I don't have to go out in it on a snow day. He also brought the mail to our door (instead of our mailbox at the end of the driveway on the other side of the street) for the month after each of my babies were born so that I wouldn't have to do the stairs to get the mail. He has 4 daughters and 16 grandchildren... we give him the max allowed by the postal service each year PLUS two beautiful coffee cakes to share with his family at their annual brunch. How do I know all of this? Because he's a kind man who takes the time to talk with us.