My favorite gifts are my karate outfit and my Nerf sword. My wife and eldest son found a white, long-sleeve workout shirt in my room, and my son wanted to turn it into a karate outfit like his. So, together they cut a v-neck and down the center of the chest. Then they velcro-ed the chest and cut another piece of fabric for my belt. Finally, they found a pair of old white scrub pants to complete my outfit. My wife is the one who put the sword in my stocking. I've been telling my wife that we all need swords for Christmas. Sword-fighting with the kids ironically brings us closer. So, I'm excited to surprise my son soon by coming down the stairs dressed in my home-made karate outfit and start a sword fight.
On Christmas Eve we opened our PJs present. I could tell my son was sad when I opened the PJs my wife and I had planned out and not the karate outfit. Our son loudly whispered to his mother, "What about the karate PJs?" Apparently he was hoping I would open the karate outfit. We felt so badly that we opened the karate PJs right after that. I thought it was so funny, clever, and thoughtful, even though it meant cutting one of my nice shirts.
There was actually another gift that meant a great deal to me today. My son and I took some gifts to the pediatric inpatient floor of a nearby hospital. After got in the car, I asked my son how he felt. He was tired and pretty sick, but he responded, "Very happy." He has felt the happiness that thinking of others at Christmas brings.
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