[Marilyn]

I've never wanted to know what was coming for Christmas. I loved the surprize on Christmas morning.

We were so upset when we found out that our girls knew one year that they were getting bicycles for Christmas. Hubby and I had bought them while they were in school and brought them home and hid them in a part of the attic where we knew they were safe. On Christmas morning, hubby brought them out to a less than excited reception. We were a little sad because we had gotten them really pretty bikes and they had wanted them so bad. It was a few years later that we learned that a little girl in the neighborhood had been home sick the day we bought the bikes, and had seen us and told our girls.

To us, it's got to be a surprize. You may have an inkling what you are getting, but not know for sure until you open the package. The delight on the receiver's face is the prize we are seeking.

Our girls peeked one year that we know of then lied about it, and lost a big present as a result. Don't think they ever did that again.