The first year my son could solve the riddle scavenger hunt by himself. I do it every year but when he was 7 he didnt need my help and that was worth more to him than all the **** he got. He keeps the clues and cards from Santa still.
My dog unwrapping gifts...it was so funny how he got so excited wagging his tail, rearing up on his hind legs, and bounding into the tree room to shred the wrapping paper. Good memories...I miss my dog.
5, I had a bunny cake and my dad was still alive and I really loved everything and I was happy. I didn’t have another good one until I turned 26 a month after my baby was born.