I always had great Christmas bounties when I was young enough to care.. once we moved the last time, myself and my father as a family, and after my Grandmother died, we've pretty much been less-than middle class... and couldn't afford it anymore, so I quickly forgot about it.
Now, at 23, I don't even really celebrate Christmas like most others do. I just see it as a day to visit family, have a few drinks, relax, and get fatter.
I can honestly say though, for the most part, unwrapping the gifts was more fun than the gifts themselves. Moreso, was watching my dad and grandma fighting over how to assemble something.
Beyond that, was watching them give up, and I would go finish it, by reading the directions... a skill that most adults tend to forget.
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