Me vs Christmas Shoe Box Gifts

Guess what time of year this story's from? Nada? You may need some help. I suggest calling someone immediately. They were displayed in the Church Foyer. Nicely placed for all the people to see. In between the coat room and the entrance. Oh, the danger that they represent to me. These beautifully thought out presents, which were thankfully empty at the time of this incidence. Okay, back to the thick of it. I was standing innocently near the table, trying to be part of the wall (I do that sometimes okay, but I'm getting better). There were kids playing in the coat room. They knocked the boxes. They came at me in a hilarious manner. I caught some, turned red, then realized how it must have looked. Hilarious. I laughed. I'm laughing still.