Am I an Enabler?

I think my Wonderful Husband has a problem. In anticpation of OBB's first birthday party, which happens to have a Tonka Truck theme, my husband and I talked about buying a big Tonka Truck that we could use during the party - like to put on the table and have it hold ketchup and mayonnaise and mustard during our cookout.

Unfortunately, this has gotten completely out of control. Almost every day, I find a new box outside my door from some far off place like Washington state or Michigan containing a new Tonka item. A scraper. A front-end loader. A cement truck. Several dump trucks. All of these have found their way to our house in recent days with the help of EBAY.

My Wonderful Husband assures me that this is a collection. He's just "collecting" them and that OBB will really enjoy them. I think there's a very fine line between collection and another "tion" - that is addiction. Please see exhibit A below...