The 12 Memories of Christmas — Day #10


marilynChristmas Eve in our house was often spent helping Mom wrap gifts.  She would hand a box to my sister, Patsy, and one to me.  Our job was to wrap the gift but we were never allowed to look inside the box.  Once the gift was wrapped, Mom told us whose name went on the tag.  The name was quite often our own.  It was a great opportunity to learn a lesson in integrity and honesty.