Christmas Boots

Our family gathers at my son’s and daughter-in-law’s for Christmas. Steve and Connie always have their home beautifully decorated. (Decorations that include a 1950s-era aluminum Christmas tree. Funny!) Anyway, my daughter Eileen remarked she hadn’t seen me wearing a new pair of boots I had had for a while. I said they were so hard to get on and off, I hesitated to wear them. So, I decided to wear those boots, just for her. But I told my daughters I would need help getting them off before I drove home.  (Unknown to me, one of my gifts from Eileen was a pretty bolo tie that looked great with my cowboy jeans and boots.) After enjoying a lovely meal and watching the kids open their gifts, I got ready to leave. The girls and Steve came out to see me off, and, yes, to remove the boots. Steve asked, “Don’t you have a boot jack?” No. He ran back in the house and brought a boot jack. “Do you have hooks to pull your boots on with?” No. He ran back in the house and brought boot hooks to me. I didn’t want to take his, but I didn’t put up a fuss. After all it is the Season for giving and sharing. (I just hope he was able to get his boots off that evening!) Merry Christmas and a blessed New Year to all!