Christmas begins today


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?

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Merry Christmas and see you in the new year.

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  1. I hope you have a wonderful Christmas! Your boys will love the foosball table. When my neighbor, who is a new grandpa, asked my boys “What do I need to know in order to be a good Grandpa?” One of my boys told him, “Well, first of all, you really need a foosball table in the basement…” 😉

    I remember one Christmas when I got a “Baby Alive” that you could feed and it would poop out whatever you fed it. Oh, how I loved that doll! If only I had known then just how many poopy diapers I would change in my life, maybe I wouldn’t have fed it so much! 🙂

  2. Agreed on the foosball. They will love it and so will I.

    Just think, all that practice with Baby Alive prepared you for mommyhood. And you thought it was just a cool toy.

  3. One year my nephew wanted the GI Joe aircraft carrier. Of course, it was no longer made and finding one wasn’t an easy task. My sister finally found a guy in the paper who claimed to have one. Sure enough he did. His whole basement was full of out of production toys that he scooped up at bargain basement prices and was reselling at substantially above the original costs. I was elected to assemble the carrier. After two days of hiding the assembly process, 8 hours total time, I decided the decals could wait until after Christmas. Come the magic morning, my nephew arose, walked into the living room and the first thing he saw was this six foot long aircraft carrier. He took one look, said “I knew Santa wouldn’t disppoint me,” and proceded to rip into other packages. He did play with the carrier often, but the disappoint my sister and I felt that morning defies words.

    Some time back, my dad kept having to run into work on Saturday afternoons, an unusual occurance. He lied to me. He was actually at the main library in Philadelphia copying an out of print book that I had wanted for years. None of the local used book sellers had a copy and so, in those days before e-bay and the internet, he kept dropping dime after dime to into the copy machine to get me the book. It’s a book I treasure and even though I’ve found copies on line, I’d rather have his labor of love.

  4. judi lemay-lusk

    i had a bride doll with pink hair!!! i used to ride her around the neighborhood in a stroller! have no idea how big she was… maybe 2 feet?
    judi

  5. Terri

    Merry Christmas Phil!

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