What are some of your favorite memories of Christmas?
sneaking baby Jesus out of the manger. Mom didn’t like that!
finally getting my very own cardboard nativity. Mom didn’t mind me stealing baby Jesus out of that one!
stick bugs hatching out all over the living room from our (last) live tree.
Mom and Dad working hours and hours secretively in the basement to fix up bikes for us to have.
making homemade Christmas ornaments.
driving around with my family looking at Christmas lights. Dad liked the really lit up houses. Mom liked the very plainly decorated ones. I liked the kind of in between ones, I guess.
Grandma’s old fashioned bubble lights.
Grandma’s famous Christmas meals with about five different kinds of gravy. (hamburger, egg, brown, plain chicken gravy-almost broth…) ‘Please pass the gravy’ was an involved request!
hazelnuts, walnuts, and pecans… and later a box of chocolates every year from Dad “to the family”… which was his way of getting himself a box of chocolates for Christmas without a lecture from Mom about the price or the fat.
sitting around the tree listening to old Bing Crosby 8-tracks.
opening package after package of socks Christmas morning. (One of my friends later told how she always got a “lingerie box” with all the socks in it. I liked that idea better! Somehow calling it a “lingerie box” makes socks sound much more glamorous!)
taking Mom’s cue about socks somehow being “fun” to unwrap, getting a pair of shoes for her and wrapping each one separately so she’d be surprised. The second one really didn’t surprise her though. Probably would have surprised her more if I hadn’t put the second one under the tree.
hiding one of Dad’s presents so well (so he wouldn’t peek, of course) that I didn’t find it for about six months after Christmas!
hoping for snow and looking for sleigh tracks.
visiting Santa and getting an orange, an apple, and a candy cane from him.
singing “over the river and through the woods” what must have seemed like the entire hour’s drive “to grandparents’ house” to my parents!