One of my favorite Christmas memories . . .
I love the week leading up to Christmas morning when we gather around the tree and open gifts. Our boys would go to bed early every night the week of Christmas trying to rush the week. And on the day, the oldest always enjoyed the 5 a.m. wake-up call.
One year I decided to make our sons work for their presents. It took me most of the night to set up the fun, but an hour’s sleep was worth the confusion and laughter the next morning. I took all their gifts, wrapped them individually then packed them in a big moving box and wrapped it. One for each.
Next I took balls of yarn, attached one end to each box and unraveled the yarn ball around tables and chairs, down the hall, over doorknobs and back until I reach the end and taped it to their bedroom door.
We woke to lots of laughter as they followed the trail, over and under, up and down producing a big ball of yarn that ended at their box. What fun hearing their young laughter and their conversation—
Son #1- “There’s got to be a faster way.” [Our future engineer]
Son #2- “Nah, just play the game. Look at the yarn you’ll have for parachutes and pictures.” [Our future artist]
I peppered the trail with little surprises. The next year I made giant stockings, but that’s another tale.
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