As a child, my dad worked night shift, so we had to wait for him to get home for presents. But we could get into our stockings when we woke up. I remember so many Christmas mornings digging through our stockings with my sister.It’s a tradition I’ve continued with my own children.
Wheat & Tares 
As a child, my dad worked night shift, so we had to wait for him to get home for presents. But we could get into our stockings when we woke up. I remember so many Christmas mornings digging through our stockings with my sister.It’s a tradition I’ve continued with my own children.