One year, Dad decided that we could open a gift early on Christmas Eve morning. He said we could choose our gift but there was one hitch: we had to use whatever we opened that day.
So...we all went to the tree and picked out our gifts. 1-2-3 we opened them up.
Funny...but I don't remember what any of us opened except Tina. She thought she knew what she had picked out. She thought she had picked a horse book that she had wanted. She was a reader and loved any book that had horses as the topic.
Well....to her surprise and disappointment: she opened THE LIVING BIBLE. The look on her face was priceless! So...she was compliant and read a chapter in Luke.....the Christmas Story. How fitting. Me and my other sisters opened our Bibles that night with all of the other gifts.
To this day...if I see one or hear someone say Living Bible.....that thought pops in my head.
