nothen 4 christmas

Tonight I had another one of my great flashbacks from my childhood. The memory was triggered from a story my fiancée was telling me about how she was letting people get to her, or "get her goat" as she described it. She said it happened even though she knew that it should not be.
She is the eldest child and I am the youngest.

It always happened the day before and on Christmas Eve but mostly on Christmas Eve. I was four, five, and six years old. My two eldest brothers, Jeff and Eric were high school teenagers. The talk of presents would begin, and then the torment. Jeff would start, "Hey Eric, what do you think Jerrod is getting for Christmas?" Eric would say in his serious voice, "I don't think he is getting anything, he has been bad." And then the duet would begin, "Jerrod ain't getting nothin for Christmas, cause he ain't been nothin but bad." My tantrum would start and cause the singing to get louder and more sarcastic. I would cry, scream, and then attack my two loving brothers. They would laugh, stiff arm me, and sing more. Eventually mom would come to my rescue. I am sure she would reassure me that I was getting presents, and scold my older brothers for taunting me……Ah those were the days.

What's fun these days is that my three oldest brothers all have kids, lots of kids. The paybacks sure are fun!