One of my earliest, happiest Christmas memories concerns a box wrapped in a Victorian teddy bear paper. I was 6 and had to have a Madame Alexander doll. On Christmas morning, I opened the teddy bears to find my much desired companion. While I hugged her, my thrifty mother smoothed the wrapping and laid it aside.
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In Allison Glock’s annual family contest, half-baked ideas are sure to crumble, and the only thing sweeter than victory is the cage match of family bonding. While other families embrace the holiday season by singing carols, cheering bowl games, and drinking too much eggnog, my family celebrates Kennedy-style by engaging in fierce competition