My wife and I were not very proactive with the Christmas shopping this year. With only 7 days left till Christmas we only had one or two small things for the kids. So we asked grandma if she could sit with the boys while we went to town and did some shopping.
After dropping the boys with grandma we drove to Toys-R-Us. Two hours later we emerged with several bags containing a little over $300 in toys for our two boys and several nieces and nephews.
Neither my wife nor I had eaten dinner, so we though we would take the rare opportunity to have a quiet dinner for two. We drove about a block to the Red Lobster where I dropped my wife at the door.
The big Dodge Mega-Cab is kinda tough to park in small cramped parking lots, so I headed to the end of the lot and parked amongst the other 4x4’s, and SUV’s.
About an hour later we emerged with full bellies and waddled out to our truck to find the passengers rear window smashed in. To our dismay we looked inside and found that someone had stolen Christmas.
As I took inventory of the damage to my pickup I found that these particular thieves required more than one try to find a window they could break. In addition to the shattered right rear window, the right front and left rear windows had both been struck numerous times, causing several long cracks. It would appear that these two windows put up a valiant struggle.
After getting over our initial shock we decided to head back to Toys-R-Us and replace what we could. Of course this time our shopping went much faster because we had a list of things we liked; the receipt from our purchase an hour earlier.
While I stood in line at the checkout counter for the second time that day I began to think about where our stolen toys may find themselves on December 25th. Our toys may change hands several times, payment for this or that, but they are only really good for one thing; making kids happy.
So it occurred to me that the child receiving those toys this Christmas will not know where they came from. They will wake up Christmas morning and find wonderful toys and worm cloths. They will be excited to see Santa Claus stopped at their house.
And isn’t that is what Christmas is really about?
After dropping the boys with grandma we drove to Toys-R-Us. Two hours later we emerged with several bags containing a little over $300 in toys for our two boys and several nieces and nephews.
Neither my wife nor I had eaten dinner, so we though we would take the rare opportunity to have a quiet dinner for two. We drove about a block to the Red Lobster where I dropped my wife at the door.
The big Dodge Mega-Cab is kinda tough to park in small cramped parking lots, so I headed to the end of the lot and parked amongst the other 4x4’s, and SUV’s.
About an hour later we emerged with full bellies and waddled out to our truck to find the passengers rear window smashed in. To our dismay we looked inside and found that someone had stolen Christmas.
As I took inventory of the damage to my pickup I found that these particular thieves required more than one try to find a window they could break. In addition to the shattered right rear window, the right front and left rear windows had both been struck numerous times, causing several long cracks. It would appear that these two windows put up a valiant struggle.
After getting over our initial shock we decided to head back to Toys-R-Us and replace what we could. Of course this time our shopping went much faster because we had a list of things we liked; the receipt from our purchase an hour earlier.
While I stood in line at the checkout counter for the second time that day I began to think about where our stolen toys may find themselves on December 25th. Our toys may change hands several times, payment for this or that, but they are only really good for one thing; making kids happy.
So it occurred to me that the child receiving those toys this Christmas will not know where they came from. They will wake up Christmas morning and find wonderful toys and worm cloths. They will be excited to see Santa Claus stopped at their house.
And isn’t that is what Christmas is really about?
. But, fair play to you looking at the silver lining!
(well for a few months after at least)
Got alot of respect for police & fire services from around the north tx area, and in general really. Not as vacant/absent as the ones over here.
