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Our Little Charlie Brown Christmas Tree

Its no joke that I love Christmas. I love giving presents. I love giving period. There is no better feeling than that. My family has always been into the giving part of the season- it has never been about the getting- although that is nice.

I was remembering the other day the ways my dad gave throughout the season. One year due to the rain, the construction workers weren't having much luck finding work. My dad took a job at Toys R Us and worked nights so that he could give us a good Christmas. Some of his friends didn't have an extra job or if they did, needed the money for more practical things. So he talked to them about what they wished they could get their kids, he listened and wrote them down without them knowing. Then one night, he took me to Toys R Us and Target and we got presents for their kids- exactly what they wanted. The next day he put the toys in their trucks during a job. They were surprised and some even cried (don't let construction guys fool you- they are some sentimental guys) and some suspected my dad- but he wouldn't say that he did it. He told me that their reaction was enough. And if one kid's Christmas was happy, then going broke for a little while was worth it. Because thats the type of man my dad was. And that my friends, is the purpose of this season.