Do you remember when you were younger and you had that one gift you really, really, really wanted for Christmas? December 1st rolled around and you either wrote a letter to Santa or pestered your parents every day until December 25th. D-boy wrote a letter to Santa, he wants a Wii and an Angry Bird from space. I thought the second request was oddly specific. Of course the stuffed animal will be from Santa because their is no way I'm giving Santa credit for an expensive gift that I purchased! Anyway back to the gift I wanted when I was little. I wanted an original cabbage patch doll, one with a birth certificate that told me exactly when my kid was born. And it had to be in a box exactly like the one above. Even if it was a cabbage patch baby I would've been happy with that. Well apparently my parents decided to tell my grandparents to buy me the cabbage patch doll for Christmas. I was so excited and I just knew I would get exactly what I asked for, I'm sure I wanted one with blonde hair. When it was time to open my gift I couldn't wait, the box seemed to be just the right size. However when I opened the box it did not say Cabbage Patch kid, it was a non de script box with a doll inside. My first thought was "What the heck is this????" which of course I did not say out loud. My grandmother had made me a doll that looked like a cabbage patch doll. She had brown hair, a little dress, and no birth certificate. Looking back what I should've said was Thank you very much for making me a beautiful doll. But I didn't, I was sad.
Its funny how things change when you grow up. This year all I want is for the pilot to be home for Christmas, unfortunately he will be working. However, he will be here for Christmas Eve and we will see if D-boy's gift that he really, really, really wants makes it to our house.
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