Shoeboxes
It is November, which means the Thanksgiving-slash-Christmas combo of holiday merriment has descended upon us. On the morning of the first, Aden hopped wide-eyed out of bed ( never happens, y'all) and told Alexa to start the Christmas music. Trey heard, and wandered into the kitchen smiling. Brandon heard, rushed Aden with a hug-tackle saying, "That's my boy!" Let me just tell you something about Christmas music. It is magical . No one got on a screen that morning. One evening, the music was playing, and both boys sat in the living room with me and created Lego things. We talk, we sing, we dance, we smile. When it's on, video games don't mean nearly as much. That nostalgic delight just makes us want to be together. It's awesome . Well, Operation Christmas Child time has come. Every year, even since the boys were very small, I have gone into the whole shoebox scenario with high, high hopes. My children will finally realize how blessed they a...