My nine year old son said in the car today, “Uh-oh. Christmas time is coming. This is the time of year where I start getting a little nervous about whether I’ve been good.”
My seven year old wild girl responded, “What?! You have nothing to worry about! I’m much worse than you and I’m not worried at all. Relax.”
I’m thinking some lessons about the real meaning of Christmas might be in order.
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