i have a little story to tell you about my children and what i unknowingly taught my children. does anyone else have any stories to tell about christmas. a few years ago, my sister, her ex-boyfriend now, and their daughter moved in with us. financially it was just so hard and we really had no money due to the fact that the boyfriend refused to get a job. sister got what she could to help out. however, it took all of my hubbies check and what she could bring in to just feed everyone. anyway, christmas was upon us and no money at all. i mean, i had enough to make a nice christmas dinner but that was it. my sisters daughter was just a newborn, however, my kids were 7 and 9. so i had to sit them down and explain that christmas gifts were not coming this year. that santa was going to late. now they knew santa was us, but i always taught them he is in the heart. and we always gave thanks that jesus was born on this day for us. anyway, they were really sad, however, they were understanding. they said, now remember, these were young kids at this time, at an age that you do not expect such things. anyway, they said, well mom, are we able to have turkey, stuffing, the works for dinner. i told them yes. they said, well, we are sad about the presents, but that is not what christmas is all about. it is about the joy of jesus (we are not church goers, however, we believe in god), and celebrating that jesus was born today. the presents are just a great thing for the day. they said as long as we have our traditional meal they would be happy. i cried, as i am doing right now remembering. well, in all this, my sister and i were in an automobile accident, this guy came barreling out of nowhere and totaled my car. i bounced a check to buy formula and diapers for the baby and food for my kids so i got in trouble for that. i know that was stupid. however, you do what you ahve to do to feed your kids. anyway, sister wound up getting a job 3 weeks before christmas. she got a paycheck on the 24th. it was low. but do you know, we took a taxi, and we took that little bit and we bought things that looked like the stuff they asked for but was not the exact thing, all of it on sale. we got home around midnight, stayed up and wrapped them gifts, put them under the tree at 3 in the morning. not much was there, but it was ok. my boys woke up on christmas morning and ran to my room yelling that there really is a santa claus becuase there are gifts under the tree. they were so happy. the baby had a few things, they had a few things. watching them be so happy was the best thing i ever saw. what the real thing was though, they handled the fact of not being able to get anything like mature kids and reminded me what christmas really was when i had to tell them we could not get them anything. to this day, even though it was stuff i could not get that they asked for, it is that day that my kids still talk about and remember. wow. every time i talk about this, i cry. it is such a special time for us. anyone else have any stories.