Several weeks before Christmas (or was it only days?), my dad handed me 6 red envelopes, bound with a rubber band. It was the kids' Christmas gift from him. When we unpacked from our trip, I put the envelopes in a safe place...right next to the stereo. I saw them occasionally before Christmas Day and once that day, before things had settled down enough to get one more thing out.
The next time I saw them was....
yesterday. The first of March. OOPS!
Thanks, Dad! The kids REALLY liked their gifts. And it felt just like Christmas!
I hope you weren't too offended that you didn't receive a single "Thank You" letter. The kids aren't the ones to blame.
