Of course, some of that may have to do with the fact that I thought Santa had visited our house and left me a lot of really cool stuff but not left my sister anything! She had been being really bad. So bad in fact that Santa had actually called her a few weeks before Christmas to warn her that she was on the Naughty List! I remember it like it was yesterday! I had on my navey Winnie the Pooh turtle neck and my red, white and blue bell bottomed pants. We walked into the living room and there sat all of my splendid gifts...a doll that walked and had hair that grew, an a Raggedy Ann bank, and an 8-track player with detached speakers!!! But there wasn't anything for my sister! I told her that she had been warned what would happen and that she should have been good like me. (Of course, the defination for "good" can be VERY subjective!) I let her know right away that since I was so good that I would let her play with my game while we listened to music that I selected and that maybe if she was really good the Easter Bunny would come to see her.
So what is a Christmas memory that you cherish?
My favorite Christmas memory was the year we bought our son an electric jeep - he was three. The day was cloudy, windy and cold but we trudged outside to let him drive it around the front yard. It became immediately apparent that he had inherited his mother's lead foot. Speeding up and racing across the yard, I tried to stop him but it was too late - he ran the jeep up a tree. The look on his face as he sat vertical to the ground was priceless and one of my best memories. We had a lot of fun that Christmas with "Mario Andretti."
ReplyDeleteWhat great memories! Stephanie can't reply because she is having some computer trouble.
ReplyDeleteI really loved the Christmas, when I was ten and my nephew was 9 months old. He took his first steps toward A Charlie Brown Christmas on television.
Wonderful memory, Stephanie!
ReplyDeleteI'll never forget the December we moved to Germany. None of our household goods had arrived and didn't have any decorations to put up for Christmas. That was okay by us though, because we had been reunited with our father, who'd traveled ahead of us about two months before.
This was the very first Christmas we had a REAL tree. And we made our own ornaments, strings of popcorn and berries, paper chains and so forth, together as a family. I'll never forget that simple, lovely, homey Christmas. Togetherness is worth so much!