Quote:
Originally Posted by Ben Franklin
You spelled it wrong. It's Chri$tma$.
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To each of us, the holidays and the traditions of our lives mean something different.
My mother had died when I was eight days old and I was raised by grandparents with not much money.
I honestly recall getting a coloring book (with some pages thoughtfully colored by my cousin) and a stocking monkey and a box of hard candy from church. But we had a tree and we had a gathering and we had food and we had fun at Christmas.
I wanted to pass on good memories to our children so being a little bit artistic and a little bit creative, I spun a few yarns and added a few elves and we wrapped a lot of presents and some were underwear, (individually) but the happiness was evident and that made us happy.
I think I did it, because those yarns and those elves and those myriads of packages have been repeated in those younger.
Christmas is beautiful to me. It can be very expensive and it can be not too expensive, but it requires sneakily planning and careful listening and using the money and resources that you have.
I love Santa and I love St. Nicholas and I love the elf on the shelf and I firmly believe that anyone that can use any of it to get good behavior out of crazy excited kids for a month is a bright parent.