No really, it does…at least at my house. Tomorrow we leave for points north and so instead of lugging presents we will have our family Christmas this afternoon when the kids come home from school. Not only does it mean we get to have our own little Christmas celebration but it also means the kids get 2 more Christmases (one with my wife’s family and another with mine).
So, last night I was putting together a gift my mother-in-law got for the boys: A Foosball table. Have you ever put a present together? The directions say it should have taken 2.5 hours. But it was 3.5 hours–and with my wife’s help–before I finished. Maybe I took longer because I didn’t start until 9 pm when I was already a bit tired. But, I don’t think I’m that incompetent, though I did use the wrong color screws at one point. I wonder how they test these things. How many human trials do they employ to come up with that number?
As I went to bed, satisfied but tired and sore from being bent over, I remembered a gift my father made for us when I was 3 or 4. He built a working garage for our matchbox cars. It had gas pumps and a little motor that ran a car lift to the roof of the garage. He built and painted it out of materials he had at home. My little effort to follow directions gives me renewed appreciation for that creative gift so long ago.
Do you remember a gift from your childhood?
Merry Christmas and see you in the new year.