It started seven years ago. I was not supposed to have my son for Christmas Eve that year but plans changed abruptly and suddenly I did.
Best gift I could get - but there went the time I had planned to spend prepping and wrapping.
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So, I spent the Eve with my son until he was fast asleep. And then I pulled an all-nighter wrapping gifts, doing a stocking, etc.
I finished just before 6 am and laid down next to him literally minutes before he opened his eyes with all the excitement of 6-YO on Christmas.
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Before I laid down though, the last thing I did was walk out to the street and just soak in the quiet of my house, dark but for the Christmas tree through the window.
I had pulled it off. Maybe my most memorable Christmas ever.
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