Every year, a day or two before Christmas, Dad gives me a bag of Mom's stocking stuffers to wrap. This has been happening since I was about 9 or 10 because even back then my wrapping ability was better than his.
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This year, I enlisted Atira's help in hopes that after a couple years of training, I can delegate the job to her for a few years before she leaves home.
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