There’s a problem around my house, and it has infested every nook and every cranny. The problem started with my apathetic, teenage son. It then traveled over to my daughter with the speed of a well-constructed espionage network. Now I see the beginning signs blooming up in my wife. The problem is that everyone has simply lost their Christmas spirit! I have an insidious plan, though. A plan involving a cork board, a camera, and a few Christmas t-shirts.

It’s not like we’re a family who has always hated on Christmas, far from it. We used to be Christmas super troopers. We all are decent Christian folk and we have usually been as into Christmastime as any one family can be. We play carols in the house, we string lights, and we even kept up the Santa illusion past 10 years old for our son and daughter both. It may be some form of revenge for this elaborate lie that has made my son slowly corrupt my daughter and wife against the Holiday. Well, he won’t have me! I have a secret weapon: Christmas t-shirts.

I wanted to get started with my plan as soon as possible so that perhaps I could fix the attitude problems my family was currently having. I asked my son if he would help me put up Christmas lights two weekends before Thanksgiving. I immediately got that face he gives me when he’s thanking the words, “God, you’re lame.” I stopped him in his tracks. I was prepared for that face, so I immediately threw something at him that he caught despite his surprise. It was a Christmas t-shirt.

See, there’s a new policy in our house! Now there’s going to be a penalty for bad attitudes toward the Christmas goings-on in our home. When anyone wants to be grumpy or short-tempered when it comes to Christmas, they’re going to have to wear one of the God-awful Christmas t-shirts I’ve bought for just such an occasion. They will have their picture taken, and then their picture will be posted on the cork board until after the New Year. My son most definitely did not like this turn of events. In fact, he refused to participate…surprise, surprise. Well, I made him participate by either picking one of two activities. He could either take the picture, or lose his car privileges. Guess which he picked? Also, guess who helped with the lights?

That was all it took. True, there ended up being several more pictures put up on the Wall of Christmas Shame. Some were of my daughter, a few of my wife, a lot of my son, and even one of me. Yes, even I get in the grumps sometimes. In every picture, we’re wearing different Christmas t-shirts. Several of the early pictures had some people with some very sour expressions on their face. After a while, it started becoming like a game to laugh and have fun over. And that, my friends, is how I helped my family regain its Christmas spirit with a few Christmas t-shirts and a cork board.

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