Holiday Memories
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My favorite memory of
Christmas morning came one day when I was six. We were stationed in Japan, and my
parents were lucky enough to have found gifts through my Grandfather to have
shipped to us.
That year I got a Barbie
Dream House. You know, the one that had three stories and an elevator you
pulled with a string. I LOVED that house. It made three moves with us and
traveled around the world.
However, my little sister,
four years younger, HATED that house. Here’s why.
My parents gave us gifts
under the trees and in our stockings. Our stockings were filled with candy and
toothbrushes and lotion. Pretty much anything small my Mom could find. J
But we each got 1 Santa
Gift. One large gift that may or may not be wrapped that “Santa” brought us.
And since they weren’t wrapped, “Santa” was kind enough to use one of our
sheets to cover them. So, we walked out of the bedroom area into the living
room where the tree was. I ran past my large gift covered under a sheet and
looked around for the cookies that “Santa” ate. He did well that year.
So I missed the three
stories, about four feet tall, sheet-draped Barbie Dream house.
My sister did not.
She SCREAMED.
“No Santa! No Santa!”
Apparently she though the
sheet was Santa and was going to kill her. She was two.
She cried and we had to make
sure she was okay. My mother ripped the sheet off and explained that Carrie’s
gift was a house, not a murdering Santa.
My sister is 21 now. Every
Christmas I hug her then scream, “No Santa! No Santa!”
Love in my family is
unconditional. Well, okay, it should be.
What are your favorite
memories? Any as funny as mine?
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Oh, what a great story; I loved it.
ReplyDeleteMy memorable Christmas was when I was 8; I wasn't sick! LOL I got sick around Christmas every year.
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