A Christmas Surprise

"Girls, come here," my dad said in a whisper.  "I forgot a present for your mom in my closet.  It's heavy so I need both of you to go and get it for me." 

The year was 1983, I was 10 and my sister was 7. 

We tip-toed off to my dad's room in your night gowns and socks like we were on a secret CIA mission.  We located our target and slowly opened the door, keeping our eyes open and remembering our mission, a gift for mom.  My eyes locked on an object that just didn't seem correct.  Is that what I think it is?  No, it couldn't be.  I've already opened many great presents.  Next thing I remember is screaming, I'm not sure if it was me or my sister.  I grabbed the object and ran to the living room, hoping the package I was carrying was for me and my sister, not my mom. 

Thankfully, my dad had lied.  He didn't send us on a mission for my mom, but on a mission to find our last Christmas gift...an Atari 2600!!