Whose Birthday is it Anyway?

Jayden said something Very important. And I know it is... because I got that feeling inside that says: "IMPORTANT! Stop the whole world and think for a minute." It's like a smile, only an inside smile, that says: "IMPORTANT!" Anyway, that's how I know it is. Well, also because my brother usually talks about soccer or football, or how long the paper route takes, or how mucho hard his homework is, or stuff like his stinky socks, and so when he said the IMPORTANT words, I just had to look at him and see if it really was him. And it really really was.

Well, first we were decorating our beautiful Christmas tree. I LOVE LOVE LOVE CHRISTMAS! I even got to put the star on the very tippest top branches. That is also IMPORTANT because when I think about it, the star was the first to tell everybody what was happening for Christmas and where it was going to be. And it all started in one little manger/stable place, but now days, Christmas is everywhere. Jeff, (my oldest brother) says that it is in Brasil too, but they don't even have snow...and it doesn't even matter...because they have Christmas anyway.

So Jayden saw me by the presents: counting, and shaking (softly, because what if it breaks or something?), and sorting, and rearranging them under the tree. I sorta like to figure things out early for Christmas or Birthdays. That way, I can be happy two times!

I think the blue present is for me...but mom knows about my figuring things out and so she numbers the presents now. If present # 4 is for me then maybe it's some skates! Or maybe a doll or a horse book, or a farm set, or a princess bracelet and a jumprope! It could be real paints or it might be a puppy! Yeah, oh my! I hope that's it. Except, I couldn't see any holes to put the food in...so probably not... don't get those hopes up Hadley K. Better luck next year on the puppy stuff. Some day I'll get a present with breathing holes on top.


There are a zillion and 23 things it could be. I have to figure this out. Or maybe the #4 present means its for my dad? Oh. He gets boring stuff that stays in the garage and he only plays with it when our car breaks and dies deader-than-a-doorknob and won't bring us back home from the store. Too bad the wrapping is so pretty for that kind of tool stuff. But dad will like it anyway, so its ok!

The soft red package is for my mom. Because it says it is and dad doesn't write numbers on presents. It is probably a robe. Maybe he forgot that he already got her one last time...and the last time before that...but she always acts so surprised like: "Oh My! A new robe!" I should have told dad to get her a pony. I can't believe that I forgot to hurry and tell him before it was too late. Better luck next year on the Pony stuff.

I know what's in Jeff's present. It's a ball. I don't know what kind it is. Probably soccer, or maybe a football, or a baseball...no it's too big for that...well, unless it is all wrapped up in funny papers a thousand times so he wouldn't know. It kinda shakes like a basketball. Yeah. I think so. Unless # 3 means for dad. Oh, I see...it's a basketball for dad...way to fake it mom! She is a genuis! Or maybe that one is mine and it is a jewelry box...with a twirly doll inside the music! Oh, I hope it isn't clothes...that would really waste a whole present. Who wants clothes for Christmas if you can get real good stuff like stickers and glue and tape and a real watercolor set? You have to wear clothes anyway, so get them for another day...at least that's what I think.

So, I was trying to figure it all out ahead, and that is exactly when Jayden said something very IMPORTANT. First he looked at me in the middle of all the presents, and then he sorta rolled his eyes; (I think it was when I almost knocked the whole Christmas tree over trying to reach the purplie present at the back), and then he said, "Hadley, what are you so busy about?

WHOSE BIRTHDAY IS IT ANYWAY?" and then he put his gloves on and went out to roll the snowman's head even bigger in the freeeeezzzzzy cold. And I just stared at the door after he shut it. But in my mind, I was thinking about his words. WHOSE BIRTHDAY IS IT ANYWAY? That is the most IMPORTANT thing my brother ever said in his whole life.I started thinking...alot. Because when I have my own Birthday...all the presents are for me. And When I go to Luci's Birthday...then all the presents are for her. And then I got thinking about Christmas cuz' it's a Birthday too. BUT everybody gets presents except Him and this really is HIS Birthday that we are celebrationing! And now He grew up and we were thinking about His Birthday, but we forgot about HIM. OH NO! What is the whole wide county world thinking? I got so sad for a while. And Then... I remembered something. Jesus loves everyone so much, that He probably wants to give away presents on His Birthday. But, I will NOT open my presents in front of Him unless He gets a present too! THIS CHANGES EVERYTHING FOR ME!  I just KNEW those words were IMPORTANT and... THEY ARE! I am going to get him a very special present for His very own Birthday. 
I am getting Him an extra extra super special present. I AM.

BUT...What can I give Him?

He owns the whole world. He can have anything in the whole galaxy. HE IS A REAL KING; HE IS THE KING OF ALL THE OTHER KINGS  NO MATTER WHERE THEY LIVE. And I only have one dollar and 34 cents and only 16 days and 7 or 12 1/2  hours probably-  left til' it's already Christmas...

We have Christmas songs and the Grinch movie, and our beautiful tree, and a snowman, and presents with pretty bows, and cute little sparkly glittery ornaments, and gingerbread men, and peanut brittle, and candy canes, and hot chocolate with marshmellows, and a humongous stack of cards to send to lots of people so they can cover their fridges all up, and lots of wrapping paper, and the blinky lights on our house, but I am NOT READY YET! I have to really really think about this. It has to be the best present of all. I need some IMPORTANT ideas.

What special present can I give Him?  What are you giving HIM?
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