I have to admit-I knew how to get what I wanted out of mom.
Dad? Not so much.
"Mom, I promise I'll pay you back."
"Mom, it's only 10 bucks. I'll clean my room real good."
"Dad, can I-" "No."
Every Christmas I've always had lists--no, more like books of things I wanted. Lego toy sets, remote control cars, basketball hoops, anything but clothes! Bleh!
Then a few years ago, my siblings and I decided to give up on our list and work on someone else's. Go find their toys, cars, hoops....and maybe even clothes! Bleh!
I found the gift I really wanted. I found something that took ghosts of Christmas past, present, and future to teach Scrooge...
I found Christmas.
I hope we can all do something to find Christmas inside ourselves...even if it means giving up some of your new clothes...