\nWhen my brother and I overheard Dad calling Mom \u201clazy\u201d and mocking her cooking, we knew we couldn\u2019t let it slide. What began as a simple Christmas gift list evolved into a clever scheme that Dad would never forget.\n
I never imagined I\u2019d say this, but our family\u2019s Christmas this year felt like it belonged in a sitcom\u2014the kind that makes you grit your teeth before you laugh.\n
I\u2019m Stella, fourteen, juggling biology homework, constant squabbles with my sixteen-year-old brother Seth, and trying to keep my sneakers white in a house that\u2019s clean only because Mom keeps it that way.\n
Mom is the one who holds us all together. She works full-time, handles the laundry, keeps the house spotless, and still finds the energy to help Seth with his physics projects, which are basically glitter-glued black holes.\n
Dad, on the other hand, prides himself as the \u201cman of the house,\u201d which is just a fancy term for doing nothing while watching old action movies. I love him, but he\u2019s the type who kicks back, surfs channels, and comments on everything.\n
Then Christmas happened, and now Seth and I can\u2019t forget what we overheard.\n
\n
It was two weeks before Christmas. Seth and I were sneaking through the hallway, hunting for Mom\u2019s stash of wrapped presents.\n
Instead, we stumbled upon Dad on the phone with Uncle Nick. His voice was loud enough to pierce through the closed door.\n
\u201cWhat to get for Lily?\u201d Dad chuckled, as if sharing a joke. \u201cBro, just kitchen stuff. Mixers, blenders, utensils\u2014you know, things to make her useful in the kitchen. She\u2019s soooo lazy in there.\u201d\n
I felt a twist in my stomach. Lazy? Seriously? Mom hardly ever sits down. Seth shot me a glance, his jaw clenched. \u201cDad can\u2019t be serious,\u201d he whispered.\n
But Dad wasn\u2019t done. \u201cI\u2019m just saying, with better gadgets, maybe she wouldn\u2019t be such a terrible cook. She\u2019s not great at it anyway.\u201d\n
It was as if the world tilted sideways. Seth and I, who rarely agreed on much, didn\u2019t need words at that moment. We had a plan before we even left the hallway.\n
On Christmas morning, the house was filled with the scent of pine and cookies. Mom had been up since dawn, baking, her hair in that messy bun she claimed was \u201cpractical\u201d but always looked perfect.\n
She kept refilling the coffee pot and handing out mugs, while Dad lounged by the fire, sipping hot chocolate like he hadn\u2019t just insulted her two weeks ago.\n
The entire family of 12\u2014grandparents, cousins, aunts, uncles\u2014sat in a circle around the tree. Seth and I perched on the couch, trying to suppress our grins. One by one, the presents were unwrapped: socks, gift cards, and ugly sweaters that everyone pretended to love.\n
Then it was Dad\u2019s turn.\n
Aunt Patricia handed him a box. \u201cThis one\u2019s from me, Tanner,\u201d she said sweetly.\n
Dad tore off the paper and blinked. \u201cOh. A fishing rod. Nice.\u201d\n
\u201cIt\u2019s not just nice\u2014it\u2019s top of the line,\u201d Aunt Patricia beamed. \u201cThought you\u2019d love it.\u201d\n
Dad chuckled awkwardly. \u201cYeah\u2026 I do. Thanks.\u201d\n
\n
Seth passed him the next box. \u201cHere, Dad. From me.\u201d\n
Another fishing rod. Dad forced a smile. \u201cUh\u2026 thanks, son. Really thoughtful.\u201d\n
I handed him mine next. \u201cMerry Christmas, Dad!\u201d I chirped, feigning innocence.\n
He unwrapped it slowly, perhaps hoping for something practical like a wallet.\n
His face fell. \u201cAnother one?\u201d He laughed nervously. \u201cWow. Three\u2019s a charm, huh?\u201d\n
Then Uncle Nick handed over his gift, followed by Aunt Claire and Grandpa. Each one contained another fishing rod. By the fifth, Dad\u2019s smile was a twitching scowl.\n
\u201cWait a minute,\u201d he said, voice rising. \u201cWhat the hell is this? Fishing rods? Who needs this many fishing rods?\u201d\n
Meanwhile, Mom\u2019s laughter echoed as she unwrapped the beautifully wrapped designer purse. Her face lit up, glowing as brightly as the Christmas lights around the room.\n
\u201cOh my gosh, this purse is beautiful! How did you all know I wanted it?\u201d she asked, running her fingers over the smooth leather.\n
Uncle Nick grinned from his spot near the fireplace. \u201cWe had help. The kids sent us a wishlist.\u201d\n
Mom\u2019s eyes widened, and for a moment, she looked like she might cry. \u201cYou two did this?\u201d she whispered, looking between me and Seth.\n
We nodded in unison, trying to stay cool. Seth shrugged, but his grin betrayed him. \u201cYou deserve it, Mom.\u201d\n
Her voice wavered. \u201cThank you. Both of you. This is the best Christmas I\u2019ve had in years.\u201d\n
Hearing that made every second of planning worthwhile.\n
Two weeks ago, after hearing Dad call Mom \u201clazy\u201d and a \u201chorrible cook,\u201d Seth and I were furious. That night, we stayed up in his room, sketching out \u201cOperation Outplay.\u201d\n
\u201cOkay,\u201d I said, pacing. \u201cFirst, we stop this kitchen gadget nonsense. Mom doesn\u2019t even like cooking; she does it because she has to.\u201d\n
Seth leaned back, arms crossed. \u201cAnd then we make Dad eat his words.\u201d\n
I smirked. \u201cLet\u2019s start with an email.\u201d\n
Together, we drafted a message to every family member joining us for Christmas, explaining our plan and listing gifts Mom would truly appreciate. We also requested that everyone buy Dad a fishing rod, to drive the point home.\n
Responses flooded in. Aunt Patricia was eager to help, Grandpa found it amusing, and soon everyone was on board.\n
Fast forward to Christmas morning. After Dad\u2019s meltdown, Mom\u2019s gifts kept coming. The personalized necklace brought tears to her eyes. \u201cIt\u2019s beautiful,\u201d she said, clutching it. \u201cThank you, everyone.\u201d\n
Seth handed her the spa day gift card. \u201cYou need a break, Mom. Go get pampered.\u201d\n
She laughed through her tears. \u201cYou two are amazing.\u201d\n
Meanwhile, Dad sat fuming, surrounded by fishing rods. \u201cWill someone explain this nonsense? I don\u2019t even fish!\u201d\n
Uncle Nick grinned. \u201cWe thought you\u2019d want to start, seeing as Lily puts so much effort into cooking for you.\u201d\n
That was the spark.\n
\u201cThis is ridiculous!\u201d Dad snapped. \u201cWhere\u2019s all the stuff I told you to get for Lily? The kitchen gadgets?\u201d\n
Mom\u2019s smile faded. \u201cYou told them to get me kitchen stuff?\u201d she asked sharply.\n
Seth crossed his arms. \u201cYeah, Dad said you were \u2018lazy\u2019 in the kitchen.\u201d\n
Dad\u2019s face turned red. \u201cYou two\u2014! That\u2019s not what I meant!\u201d\n
\u201cOh really, Dad?\u201d Seth shot back. \u201cBecause it sure sounded like that.\u201d\n
The room fell silent.\n
Mom\u2019s voice trembled with anger. \u201cSo you\u2019ve been complaining about me behind my back? The kids had to step in because you couldn\u2019t appreciate me?\u201d\n
Dad stammered, \u201cI\u2014I was joking!\u201d\n
\u201cThat\u2019s funny,\u201d Mom said, arms crossed. \u201cBecause I\u2019m not laughing.\u201d\n
Mom placed a fishing rod in Dad\u2019s lap. \u201cHere. You\u2019ll have plenty of time to joke while learning to fish.\u201d\n
Dad opened his mouth to argue but closed it, defeated.\n
The rest of the day was perfect. Mom basked in the love and attention while Dad sulked. Later, as the chaos settled, Mom hugged Seth and me tightly.\n
\u201cYou two have no idea how much this means to me,\u201d she said softly. \u201cI don\u2019t need fancy things, but knowing you see how hard I work\u2014it\u2019s everything.\u201d\n
\u201cOf course we see it, Mom,\u201d I said. \u201cWe just wanted you to know we appreciate you.\u201d\n
Seth added, \u201cAnd we wanted Dad to realize it too.\u201d\n
Mom laughed, wiping her eyes. \u201cI love you both. And your plan? Genius.\u201d\n
The fishing rods weren\u2019t just gifts; they were a lesson Dad wouldn\u2019t forget. He never called Mom \u201clazy\u201d again. Safe to say, our plan worked perfectly, don\u2019t you think?\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
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