The Christmas I was 5, and my brother, Lynn, was 7, my parents wanted us to present a new
song we learned to our grandfather, who was a very stern, elderly gentleman. As we sang
"We Wish You a Merry Christmas", Grandpa interrupted us by saying we were
pronouncing our S's too strongly. As if on cue, Lynn and I looked at each other
and sang, "We wit you a Merry Chritma, we wit you a Merry Chritma...",
using no S's at all. My grandfather was delighted, laughing long and loud.

Merry Christmas and Happy New Year, everyone.