As a kid, I remember the excitement I had anticipating Christmas. My brother and I would get up on Christmas morning and run to the tree. For the next few minutes the room looked like a buzz saw slicing through a log. There was lots of noise and pieces of wrapping paper flying as we tore open the gifts and moved onto the next package. Looking back, I think my parents went a bit overboard on the Christmas gifts; although as a kid I never complained (except for getting socks and underwear as gifts too). And since I’ve grown up, it seems to only have gotten worse; now everybody seems to overdo Christmas…
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