Hand-Me-Down Treasures

Once upon a time, I felt greedy and guilty when people would hand over STUFF when we happened to mention we needed something like it.  Our parents were not the only culprits, but were the most frequent givers.  "Wait, I wasn't asking for yours!  I was just noticing that it's something I need to obtain somewhere."  And yet, "No, it's fine.  Here, take it.  Really!" 

But now I'm there.  I want stuff out of the house.  The kids see it on the pile headed to the flea market, and ask if I'd mind if they took it.  MIND?   No.  No no no.  Please take it and enjoy!

I almost feel guilty for inflicting STUFF on them.

Almost.  But not quite.