My wife and I never had any children, so we resorted to the traditional alternative and adopted a few furry children.
The alpha dog, Sugar, is half black Lab and (probably) half Italian Greyhound. She takes her job very seriously and is very smart; she figured out what the word "burglar" means without us teaching her.
A few years ago, a day or two before Mother's Day, I noted the upcoming event, and asked her, "So what are YOU going to give your mom for Mother's Day?"
I was being a wise-ass, but did I get my comeuppance!
The afternoon of Mothers Day, Patricia was on the couch watching television and the patio door was open.
Suddenly she shouted "Stop Sugar, she's carrying in a dead animal!"
I rushed to the door, and stopped Sugar. She had a freshly killed bird in her mouth, looking very pleased with herself, head held high and tail wagging.
I said, "Omigod, Sugar, I was KIDDING, you don't have to bring mom a present!"
As Patricia noted, by dog standards, this was probably the best present possible - a tasty freshly-killed tender bird for a meal.
I explained to Sugar that humans don't eat raw food, and thanked her for the gift. Then I disposed of it.
It's the thought that counts.
I also told Sugar that, in the future she was exempt from having to get mom a Mother's Day gift.
She never did that before, and she's never done it since. I personally think that, as smart as she is, she pretty much decided "I'll show him!"
There are HUMAN children who don't listen to their parents as much, and who wouldn't go to the trouble she did to get a "present" for mom.
God strike me dead if this isn't a true story. I could never make this up.