Most memorable Christmas
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As Christmas is approaching, I realized that for the first time in a long time, I think that I am looking forward to it. I would wager that the biggest reason for that is that my son is 18 months old and will probably be hilarious to watch as he plays with all his new stuff.
This got me to thinking, getting a little nostalgic perhaps, about my Christmas memories. When I first started down this train of thought I was going to try and remember what Christmas brought me my favorite present. But honestly, I can't even really think of anything.
What I remember most, wasn't really a specific Christmas, but more what my brothers and I would do when we were kids. Santa would bring us some really great stockings, full of what I now know to be time-killing gifts.
We (the kids) would wake up very early, and my parents always laid down the rule that we could have our stockings but no gifts until mom and dad woke up (tricky eh?). So we would just hang out, hair all crazy, shivering with the early-morning sleep deprived excitement, and play with all the cool stuff in our stockings.
Sounds pretty lame now, but dammit that was greatness and it is still my favorite Christmas memory.
This got me to thinking, getting a little nostalgic perhaps, about my Christmas memories. When I first started down this train of thought I was going to try and remember what Christmas brought me my favorite present. But honestly, I can't even really think of anything.
What I remember most, wasn't really a specific Christmas, but more what my brothers and I would do when we were kids. Santa would bring us some really great stockings, full of what I now know to be time-killing gifts.
We (the kids) would wake up very early, and my parents always laid down the rule that we could have our stockings but no gifts until mom and dad woke up (tricky eh?). So we would just hang out, hair all crazy, shivering with the early-morning sleep deprived excitement, and play with all the cool stuff in our stockings.
Sounds pretty lame now, but dammit that was greatness and it is still my favorite Christmas memory.
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