On the first night of Hanukkah we gave our son a car visor CD holder. He had landed his first job a few months before and was saving for his first car. On the second night, he got a box of tools and wrenches for him to work on his car. The third night we got him an assortment of car air fresheners and a car vacuum to keep his car clean. Every night we gave him new things for his car. On the last night, we were going to give him an actual car but presumed he expected only things for the car he was planning to buy. But it started to appear he was on to us and our gifts weren’t as subtle as we thought. We could tell he thought a car was going to be coming on the last night. Naturally, we wanted to throw him for a loop.
On the last night, we told him, your gift is in the garage. He put a big smile on his face. He knew he was getting a car. He ran into the garage. He looked around the garage surprised since it didn’t have a new car in it, just an empty space. We told him that we had decided to start parking our old truck in the driveway to free up space for the car he would someday purchase. My wife and I acted all excited about giving him the garage space. We pretended like it was the greatest gift ever. Eventually, when he finally started to look as if he was believing that was his gift, I pressed the garage door opener. When he saw his new car in the driveway he was blown away and couldn’t wait to park it in the empty garage space.
He is now the parent of a teenager himself. Just the other night, we were talking about when he was a teen and started driving. He recalled the Hanukkah when he received his first car and said that every single time he has opened a garage door throughout his life since, he remembers that moment. Often, it’s the memory that turns out to be the bigger gift!
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