Last Saturday I was running errands around town with the boys when I had to stop and remember the date. You see, I found myself standing in a forest of artificial lighted Christmas trees, assorted inflatable snowmen, and plastic reindeer on display in one of the stores. Christmas? Already?
Last time I checked we were in October.
Remember when the race to find the perfect gift used to be a sprint? You know, the Friday after Thanksgiving use to mark the day when “happy” shoppers tackled their gift-giving lists. Now, thanks to the pressure by retailers, buying gifts has become a three month marathon. Whew!
With these unexpected thoughts of candy canes and Christmas on my mind, it strikes me that one of the greatest gifts I can give my boys has nothing to do with what I’d ever find in a store . . . even if I started looking today. Why?