Any mother in the United States who did today what Jim and Margie’s mother did half a century ago would get a visit from Child Protective Services.
On the last day of school before Christmas vacation, Mrs. Jones asked little Patrick, “What does your family do at Christmas?”
Patrick replied, “My ten brothers and sisters and I go to midnight mass with our parents, and then we come home and put mince pies by the back door and hang up our stockings. Then we go to bed and wait for Santa Claus to come and bring our toys.”
“Very nice, Patrick,” said Mrs. Jones. “Billy, what does your family do at Christmas?”
Billy replied, “My sister and I go to church with our parents, and when we get home we put cookies and milk by the chimney and hang up our stockings. Then we go to bed and wait for Santa Claus to come and bring our toys.”
“Very nice, Billy,” said Mrs. Jones. “Isaac, what does your family do at Christmas?”
Isaac replied, “As soon as Dad gets home from the office, we all get into the Rolls and the chauffeur drives us to Dad’s toy factory. When we get inside, we look at all the empty shelves and sing ‘What a Friend We Have in Jesus.’ Then we all get into Dad’s private jet and fly to the Bahamas.”