Chances are you have just experienced one of the 10 greatest weekends of your life. If you have younger kids that believe in magic, still say I love you and burst with excitement at the slightest glimpse of wrapping paper – you just had the best day ever.
John Gruber at Daring Fireball nails what it means to be a Dad at Christmas:
Late last night, inspecting Santa’s handiwork, a simple thought occurred to me. A decade or so from now, when, say, I’m waiting for my son to come home from college for his winter break, and, when he does, he wants to spend his time going out with his friends — how much will I be willing to pay then to be able to go back in time, for one day, to now, when he’s eight years old, he wants to go to movies and play games and build Lego kits with me, and he believes in magic?
How much then, for one day with what my family has right now? How much? Everything.
The truth is, I’m the luckiest person in the world today. I hope you are too.
This time of year can drown in stressful chaos, if you let it, or you can bathe in the glow of the best day ever.
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