Gifts of the Magi

I used to demand lots of toys for Christmas.
So, my parents read me “The Gift of the Magi.”
That’s where a woman sells her hair to buy a chain for her husband’s pocketwatch, and the husband sells his pocketwatch for a set of brushes for his wife.
“Her hair grew back, right?” I said.
“That’s not the point,” said my parents. “It’s the thought that counts.”
So, I thought about it a lot.
And I sold my dad’s pocketwatch.
I was going to sell my mom’s hair, but she caught me trying to cut it off while she slept.