Many years ago, I discovered just how wrong I could be when judging a gift.  It was a gift for one of my children, and I felt it was unnecessary.  To be honest, I didn’t want it cluttering up the house.  At the time, we didn’t have a basement or extra storage.  I remember this item being on the gift list at least three times, which means a birthday, Christmas, and yet another birthday without being purchased. The item, a snow cone machine, finally made it under the tree two years after the original request.  I had seen…