Tuesday, 26 December 2006

My favorite Christmas moment

Yesterday, my wife awoke to find our son still in his bed. Granted, he was awake, but he’s only three and still hasn’t quite figured out the whole Christmas morning, Santa has left presents, thing. So she went to get him up, and moments later he came in to our room.

“Hi, Daddy.”

“Merry Christmas, buddy!” I tell him as Mom helps him up on the bed.

“Merry Christmas, Daddy,” he replies, giving me as big a bear hug as his little arms can muster.

He then proceeds to plop down next to me, still hugging me, and we stay like that for about forty-five seconds before he pops up and says, “Come on, Daddy. Let’s go get presents.”

If nothing else, those sixty seconds made this the best Christmas ever.

posted on December 26, 2006 9:24 PM




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