Friday, December 23, 2011
My Favorite Christmas Memory
Growing up, we always celebrated Christmas on Christmas Eve. My parents didn't like getting up early, and they didn't want all the pictures to be of us in our pajamas! Actually, it worked out well so we could visit our grandparents on Christmas Day.
So, my mom used to dress me and my sister up in pretty Christmas dresses, bundle us up, and my dad would take us out for a Christmas Eve walk down our street to look for Santa. While he took us out, my mom would scurry around and take out all the presents and lay them out underneath the tree. When we got back she say, "You just missed him!"
At the sight of all the presents under the tree, we wouldn't care! Some presents would be addressed from "mom and dad", and some, the really special ones, would be from "Santa."
I actually felt lucky that Santa always visited our house first, and then some people had to wait all the way until morning to get their presents. He was much better than the mail man, who always came to our street at the end of the day.
As we got older, I kind of caught on to their tactics, but I kept playing along for my younger sister's benefit, and also because I still had fun on that nightly Santa walk.
What's your favorite Christmas tradition or memory?