So last week Kelly was telling Davis that it was time for us to take down the Christmas decorations. He was deeply disturbed by this, much like his father, and so Kelly was trying to help him to process through it. The tree would have to come down, along with the lights and the nativity with baby Jesus.
"Presents?" He asked sadly.
It took Kelly a second to get what he meant.
"Oh no, sweetie," Kelly said with a smile, "you get to keep the presents that you got."
He was utterly relieved.
There's a talk illustration in there somewhere, I just know it.
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