For me, Christmas isn’t Christmas without How the Grinch Stole Christmas by Dr. Seuss (published 1950s). In this perfect Christmas classic, the crabby old Grinch, with a heart three sizes too small, steals Christmas from the each unsuspecting Who down in Who-ville who likes Christmas a lot. But when he realizes that taking away the things of Christmas doesn’t stop the Christmas spirit, he has a literal change of heart.
I love Dr. Seuss rhymes, and I love my memories of Christmas growing up with The Grinch.
The whole town still finds ways to celebrate, even without presents, food, and more. Sometimes I think we need to try for our own Grinch Christmas to see how my own spoiled kids would fare.
Except I’ve already purchased Christmas presents. See my own problem here?
