DD is 8 and her dad has a long history of sending her utterly shit presents.
She had the Argos catalogue the year she was 2. Not a lot of things from the Argos catalogue, just the catalogue. He told her it was 'a book'. I thought maybe he was just being an arse because it was the first Christmas after he'd left us and, well, he was generally being an arse at the time.
Then the next year he got her a box of Quality Street.
The next year, when she was 4, he got her a faux leather pillow with fake fur trim, that said Wild Thing on it in sequins and played the tune when you squeezed it. I think I started an outraged thread on it at the time.
Then there were a few years of his mum buying expensive things and wrapping them up and saying they were from him.
However this year he has fallen out with his mum (I suspect he has got yet another younger woman pregnant - 3 kids and counting so far) and so we are back to his own shitty efforts.
A 29p card (price sticker on the back).... and a packet of 3-for-£1-or-39p-each* strawberry laces stuffed in the envelope. I shit you not. That is what arrived in the post for her. I guess the other two packets went to his other two children, eh.
I mean why bother??? Nothing says I-couldn't-be-arsed like that, does it, even to an 8 yo that idolises him.
The big wanky wanker 
*I should point out that the cost is neither here nor there but for fucks sake, you might want to put just the tiniest bit of effort into the choice! I mean he could've spent 39p in a second hand shop and got something that would've meant more and been chosen specially for her.