I was almost taken in when they were giving things to the homeless. I mean they do seem to be very nice people. But on the heels of giving to the homeless As a is talking about how he wants his parents to be proud of him and what he has done. He wants the house perfect to impress them. Then they need more stuff to fill the shelves in the guest suite and the sink is ugly so we need to switch it out and fancy it up. Cha ching Cha ching Cha Ching. Seems they have worn cash registers out from the continual use. A whole tree gave its life for the paper for the receipts. If you didn't know the bottom line of why the income is in existence in the first place one could be happy for these seemingly wonderful people. Granted it takes a lot of work to spin the machine that cranks out the PR and keeps Annie in the spot light. No matter how miserable she looks or how many times she refuses to perform for the camera, guests or strangers. Only to be one way or another coerced into cooperating. When they are giving yet another your of the estate, throwing yet more steak on the grill, buying more and more stuff to fill the castle walls..I think of someone else. I think of the family who struggles every day just to feed, clothe and put a roof over the heads of every child disabled or not. I think of the moms and dads..gramma and gramps who watch this show and cry because they only wish they could live like the Maass family. Have the resources, free gifts at every turn and free food from people like As a does when he can more than afford to buy their own. The ever constant preening and bragging. The lack of conscience about truthfully admitting why and who is used to shamelessly provide everything they brag about. Yet people keep ignoring and refusing to admit reality and fill their pockets, mail boxes and egos to overflowing. I wonder... would Abby just be happy to have a simple life, home and more of their time and attention.