It is hard to imagine but my best and worst Christmas days were rolled into one. My oldest sister had asked for a Barbie doll and my youngest wanted a Chatty Kathy. My brother wanted a record player and I had a 410 shotgun on my wish list. Mama and Daddy would just surprise each other. Everyone had their spot picked out for santa to leave their gifts. Daddy brought in this huge gift wrapped box for mama earlier in the week. We could tell he had wrapped it himself but he had tried and we were so proud of him. On Christmas morn my brother and sisters sneaked to the living room to see if our requests had been granted. Sure enough we all got what we wanted. Soon Mama and Daddy joined us to exchange their gifts. Mama gave Daddy a real nice new suit. Daddy taught sunday school and one of his obnoxious students poured glue in his chair. He sat in it and ruined his old one. He really needed it. Then we waited with baited breath while Mama opened her big present from Daddy. Our mouths dropped as she ripped the paper from her box. Mama began to cry and we could not believe that Daddy had given her a 55 gallon trash can. Way to go Dad. I loved my new shotgun but remember wondering if my first target should have been a squirrel.
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