I am blessed with the miracle of goodly parents. Many people I know have obnoxious parents -- overbearing, not attentive, absent, criminal. I, however, can honestly say that I won the parents lottery. My mom and dad are fantastic. They are as good as it gets -- supportive, kind, wonderful grandparents, never intrusive, always a good example. At the last minute on Saturday, I thought of a gift I wanted to give one of my daughters: a collection of books I had enjoyed as a child. Only, my collection was safely on a bookshelf at my parents' home 2000 miles away. I called my mom. Could she, would she send the books and by Christmas? (Demanding? Why yes, actually, I guess I am...) She was not only willing, she was super cute about it -- "thanking" me for letting her be an elf to my Santa. My Dad took the books right to the Post Office. They were delivered today. I'm telling you, I'm so incredibly blessed.
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