After one Christmas Eve party and two Christmas day celebrations, my son Bradon wispered in my ear, “Christmas is over.” He had this somewhat sad tone to his voice. I said, “Bradon, Christmas isn’t over. We have a full week at home together before school starts again. And we have at least two more parties to go to.”
He asked, “Will there be presents?”
As I told him that there most likely wouldn’t be more presents to open, this moment became a great teaching moment for me.
So what defines Christmas for you? And when do you say that it’s over?
Bradon and Leah singing Bob Segar while listening to the iPod nano that Leah gave Bradon for Christmas.
Ok. Im interested in your favorite crazy, funny, goofy, strange or even miraculous Christmas party stories.
As a person who goes to 5-8 Christmas parties a year, I have several good stories. Like the time a distant family member came drunk and obnoxious… ok, that’s most every year… Or the time when someone gave my wife’s grandfather a barbie doll for Christmas as a joke.
Once my 125 lb dog tried to “be very nice” to my wife’s uncle when he bent over to pick up a cigarette he dropped…
Now, what are your ‘Griswald’ type stories?