Many Christmas memories keep popping into my mind this year.
Most are really great memories....some kind of not so good.
It was the first Christmas season that our parents left us alone in the house. They were out for some evening event and we were old enough to be trusted alone....or were we?
Parents out for the night, Christmas tree up with gifts beautifully wrapped underneath, and way to much temptation for us "old enough to be trusted" kids. I have no idea how old we were at the time, but I remember that we lived up on the circle. I am not sure whose idea it was, but in this story it will be my brothers plan. We decided to peek at our gifts. We carefully sliced the tape on each package so no one would know that we peeked. The trouble was that only 2 of us came up with this plan of deceit and our younger sister caught us opening gifts way before the event was to take place. The look of shock on her face told us that she was sure to rat us out to our parents. We then did what any respectable older brother and sister would do. We chased her, we caught her, we grabbed her shoulders and forced her to sit in front of her beautifully wrapped presents and open all of her gifts. If she was also guilty of peeking, she could not tell.
This was the perfect plan....except we were too young and dumb to realize that the tape would not re-stick to the package.
In the end we were all in trouble, and we all remember exactly what we got that year. This is also why each year I wrapped each child's gifts in a different paper and did not add labels to anything.
Perhaps it was a good lesson and maybe just a funny memory.
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