merry christmas
another christmas is over.
its just not the same as when i was a kid. memories that have been collected from the years
waking up in the middle of the night and sneaking downstairs to verify that santa did in fact come, and i really had been a good girl, and seeing the cookie crumbs and empty milk glass
the great presents that as a kid stand out..my cardboard "grocery store" with plastic groceries and cash register. or the year i got my purple bike!!
or once we got older and no longer believed in santa, there is the year that all my brother wanted was a dog. on christmas eve my parents said we could each open a present. my brother was handed his stocking. it was FULL of individually wrapped porcelain dogs, that my parents borrowed from a friend. with each one he unwrapped he got more and more upset, and my parents laughed harder and harder. at the time he was heart broken, but i think he's able to laugh about it now! i think.
i miss the standard stocking stuffers i would get every year. 2 pieces of red licorice and two pieces of black licorice, chocolate coins, and a fresh new box of crayons. i miss the crayons. this year we went to big bear with rob's brother's family for a few days before christmas, and i bought new crayons and a couple of coloring books "for the kids". i also go rob chocolate coins for his stocking this year.
i love the fact that as a child our family would come to our house. this was because of me! i was the first grandkid. so my parents got the privilege of hosting christmas bc it was easier that bringing me, then me and my bother. then it moved to my aunts house once my brother and i were older, and our cousins were younger.
i miss the christmases i used to have. now all we can do is create our new christmases. yet another reason i want a house. i want to decorate the house, string up the outside lights, and host christmas!! maybe next year...
its just not the same as when i was a kid. memories that have been collected from the years
waking up in the middle of the night and sneaking downstairs to verify that santa did in fact come, and i really had been a good girl, and seeing the cookie crumbs and empty milk glass
the great presents that as a kid stand out..my cardboard "grocery store" with plastic groceries and cash register. or the year i got my purple bike!!
or once we got older and no longer believed in santa, there is the year that all my brother wanted was a dog. on christmas eve my parents said we could each open a present. my brother was handed his stocking. it was FULL of individually wrapped porcelain dogs, that my parents borrowed from a friend. with each one he unwrapped he got more and more upset, and my parents laughed harder and harder. at the time he was heart broken, but i think he's able to laugh about it now! i think.
i miss the standard stocking stuffers i would get every year. 2 pieces of red licorice and two pieces of black licorice, chocolate coins, and a fresh new box of crayons. i miss the crayons. this year we went to big bear with rob's brother's family for a few days before christmas, and i bought new crayons and a couple of coloring books "for the kids". i also go rob chocolate coins for his stocking this year.
i love the fact that as a child our family would come to our house. this was because of me! i was the first grandkid. so my parents got the privilege of hosting christmas bc it was easier that bringing me, then me and my bother. then it moved to my aunts house once my brother and i were older, and our cousins were younger.
i miss the christmases i used to have. now all we can do is create our new christmases. yet another reason i want a house. i want to decorate the house, string up the outside lights, and host christmas!! maybe next year...
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