The chair

When my grandpa was younger, this chair was the only thing he got one year. My aunt brought it over one night while we were there and told the story. I wanted each one of my kids to sit in it and reflect on what Christmas is all about. Sometimes we get a little greedy and want more and more, but it was very humbling to have my kids hear the story while my mom read it and my grandpa sat in the chair and cried. He said he remembers that Christmas so well. I love my grandpa. I am so glad he gets to come and spend some time with us for a few months.