When we were kids and it was Christmas time, David would do everything in his power to find out what we were all getting for Christmas. He saw it as a chance to use his spy skills and he would often ask for me to help him. Whenever mom and dad weren't home, we would search the house high and low for gifts. There are a lot of places there to hide presents.
After we had gone to sleep on Christmas Eve, Santa would get to work putting all the packages under the trees. With six kids, it was a lot of work! Then "Santa" would set up a booby trap at the top of the stairs to prevent curious kiddos from sneaking upstairs too early in the morning. Little did Santa know that we were one step ahead of him. David would wake me up very early on Christmas morning before anyone else was awake and we would work together quietly to get over the booby trap.
You see, one child on their own, could not get past, but two working together could do it! We would quietly tiptoe into the living room. It was always so beautiful. It was still dark and the Christmas tree was so huge, nearly fifteen feet tall it seemed to me. The lights would bounce off all of the gifts. It seemed like the entire room was full of gifts stacked to the ceiling!
I never wanted to peek at my presents, but David always wanted to know what he would be getting. He would get a knife from the kitchen and very carefully slice the tape on the edge of his gifts and peek in to find out what it was. He would then carefully reapply tape so no one could tell.
After a bit, we would sneak back down the stairs without upsetting the booby trap and head back into our beds. This little adventures only happened once a year, but I remember these moments fondly. I felt very special that my big brother needed my help!
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