Okay, for those who know me well, you understand that I don’t even start thinking about Christmas until after my birthday on November 29th. It’s a rule in my household as well; and Stephanie must show great restraint in obliging me.
This morning, Jake came to me with an “all I want for Christmas” conversation. Here’s how it went.
“Daddy, I don’t want a lot for Christmas. I only want three things.”
- A Wii Fit
- A real gun so I can hunt with you
- A real Monster Truck that I can drive around our house and on our road