Mom just told me she loves her Christmas present. Dad played with his until it'd taken as much of a beating the kitchen floors and walls could dish out. Brodder's disappeared since, but I have a sneaking suspicion he'll be delved deep into the pages of his for the 5th time by the time he comes home.
It's never about how much money, but how perfectly it fits. When you find that gift, you just know, and not only do you get excited buying it, but you can't wait for the person to open it, just to see the reaction on their face. What I wouldn't give to have captured the moment.
For me, it's about the giving.
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