Leave it to a child to help me rediscover the joy of the season. The Governor dumped out his stocking this morning, held up a large gold coin and yelled, "I'm rich! I'm rich!"
I was going to deliver a lecture about greed and the true meaning of Christmas, but I figured his little spirit would be crushed enough when he figured out it was only chocolate wrapped in gold foil.
My poor little Ebenezer. If he keeps that coin in his pocket much longer, he's going to discover what 'liquid asset' means.
Merry, merry Christmas to you all.