Every Christmas is unique. This Christmas will go down as The 12 Palms of Christmas. On Tyson's list from Santa was an old school Palm IIIxe. Santa's search led him to a good deal on not 1 ... not 2 ... not 3 ... but 12 Palms for Christmas! Of course it wouldn't be any fun to put them all in one box so each one was wrapped individually in boxes of varying sizes. Oh the anticipation! Needless to say, Tyson was surprised on Christmas morning to see that the number of gifts under the tree had doubled! Hooray! He was estatic to see the first, excited to see the second, surprised to see the third, questioned the fourth, discouraged to see the fifth and so on ... till when the last one was opened, he was so frustrated and angry that he stormed out of the room kicking boxes on the way and tears streamed down his cheeks. He thought it was a mean joke and that each present would be something different. Santa's plan had backfired. It didn't help that Santa had also brought Paige the same cell phone that Tyson had wanted. Sigh. But we talked things through and after a brief hiatus, we returned to our Christmas and things got better and better. In fact, in the end Tyson was grateful for the 12 Palms that he received. He had them all taken apart and got 6 of the 12 working again. He loved 'em. Ahh ... and to think that there's only 12 more days till his 12th birthday.
Friday, December 26, 2008
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