
This one is for Christopher!!! I was wrapping presents the other night (my very least favorite part of Christmas. I HATE wrapping and I really suck at it) and used up several rolls of wrap. And it made me remember when me, my brother, and sister were young. For some insane reason my parents would leave Christopher in charge. Usually this was fine, but not at Christmas time. He saved the core from the middle of the wrapping paper and would make Shellie and I sit on the couch. If we got up or tried to move at all he would beat us with these. And let me tell you, they made these a lot sturdier way back when. When my parents returned home he would pretend that everything had been just fine and they would leave him in charge next time, too! They must not have believed Shellie and my stories. Oh well. We survived!!