96. Socks
Not the best present


Christmas morning brought Isabelle running downstairs.

“Presents,” she exclaimed as she jumped onto the couch. “I want that one,” she said as she pointed at a little square box. “The best presents always come in small packages.”

“Ok,” her dad said giving her mom a smirk as he went to pick up the present. “Here you are Belle.”

“Thanks daddy,” Isabelle said as she ripped off the wrapping paper opening the small box, expecting a pretty necklace or something nice. Instead it was something she didn’t really want. Staring at the present then her parents she sighed and said.

“Socks.”