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Let the upwrapping begin!
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All set up!
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Later that afternoon, I took Brett to a music store and bought him a guitar for Christmas! He'd been wanting to learn for a while. Learning that first Amaj chord!
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Christmas 1987 - my brother and I freaking out about getting the long-awaited PHANTASY STAR for the Sega Master System. This was the first RPG I ever got into and it exploded both of our brains!
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...like this excellent three-piece deluxe set of screen-cleaners! SCORE!
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Brett and Amy's apartment was full with all sorts of new baby gear, so they'd asked for no presents, but my mom still insisted on getting Brett "a little something"...
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We also scored scarves!
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And some multi-colored chip-clips. Score!
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...that my dad got one as well! Hahah.
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Speaking of a Christmas story, the next morning my brother and I opened presents from our mother to find matching sweaters! And it turned out...
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Assorted hot chocolate flavors.
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Then it was time to head to the living room and open some presents! (It's a long-standing tradition in my house that we open presents that night before Christmas - it was a tradition born when my parents realized that this was a better alternative than my brother and I waking them up at 5am in order to unwrap our loot!).
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We got her Oprah's 20th Anniversary DVD collection (which was actually released on the day of her birthday!). Look how happy my mom is! (And check out my brother's magnificent "Get a load of Oprah") Hahah. Happy Birthday, mom! We love you!
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Brett with a giant, plum button-up shirt.
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In my family, we buy ourselves what we want for Christmas, and we open whatever we bought well before Christmas arrives...so on Xmas eve, we only have a few, smaller gifts to open. Here's Brett holding his bounty of two books.
xmas with the fam
December 25, 2002
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My brother only had one present under the tree (from our mom) and it turned out to be a book on how to lose weight. He got all offended and started saying things like "Merry Christmas, Son...You're Fat!" In this pic he's just read the title and you can see his face starting to just turn sour.