This christmas present isn't a tie, or new socks, or a cotton hawaiian shirt. I'm sure Mom will get you those. No mix CDs, mediocre artwork, or strange foods that I totalled the kitchen making. I wish I could get you some shiny new plaything, but those are more than a babysitter's salary will afford, and besides, you get those for yourself (how are you enjoying your new iPhone 4s?). Instead, this is a gift that, I hope, you'll appreciate more, a gift only I can give: my gratitude.

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