Christmas 1977
Yesterday, I asked a neighbor if her kids were ready for Christmas, and she shared a good point. When we were growing up she said, Christmas didn’t begin before Thanksgiving. The hype came just weeks before Christmas and the anticipation was wonderful. Now, Christmas begins so early, that as parents, it is difficult to keep their excitement for a holiday that seems so far away.
Take a few minutes to remember Christmas as you were growing up. Do you remember a favorite Christmas gift? Do you remember a favorite Christmas decoration? Did your family have a Christmas tradition? What are some of your new Christmas traditions?
I asked my husband last night what his favorite Christmas gift was growing up. He’s still thinking on it but I’ll try to share it as he decides.
Growing up, myself and my two brothers, would each put our stockings on a different chair or the couch. This is where Santa would put our presents.
I usually would try to pick a chair instead of the couch, this way it would look like I had even more than my brothers:)
One year though, I put mine on the couch. I can still remember where the couch was sitting in our living room in Illinois. On the couch were a pair of pink and purple Cabbage Patch Kid moon snow boots amidst my other gifts. These have got to be my most memorable Christmas gift!
When you walked in the snow, they even left little cabbage heads in the footprints. I can also remember a chocolate advent calendar I think my mom bought through some school fundraiser, and how exciting it was to open each day.
In Champaign, Illinois, there was one particular street that was amazing with Christmas lights – I think it was called Candy Cane lane. Now we try to make it to Hardinsburg, KY and their park filled with Christmas lights.
We always went to the Christmas Eve service at our Church, and one year it went especially late. I had always been told that Santa wouldn’t come unless you were in your bed asleep, so I was in hysterics when one of the elders at church told me they heard Santa’s sleigh bells very close by. I just knew he wasn’t going to stop at our house since I wasn’t in bed.
Keep these memories in your heart and bring that childlike wonderment to your holiday, and to that of your friends and family. Slow down just enough to remember and share those memories with your friends and family!
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