"Mom we're here."

"Ooh, where's my sweet girl? Come give nana some sugar." She came running, the baby hog with apron on at the ready. I walked into the house where she had the Xmas music on low the lights on the tree were blinking and there was a mountain of gifts that came into the middle of the room.

I didn't have to look to know that more than half of them were for my little girl. The women were already gabbing away about something or the other when dad came into ...