One of my most favorite Christmas memories was way back when I was four years old. I was watching a white and black television show (well, duh). It was a local show in Indianapolis that would come on every afternoon during the season at 4pm for years. It was children sitting on Santa's lap at one of the large department stores downtown. They would tell him what they wanted and I found it quite fascinating. One cold afternoon I was sitting on the floor watching the show and I was apparently mesmerized. All of a sudden I felt something behind me. My daddy had a miniature red leather rocker and I just sat right in it and start rocking away and watching my show. It was a magic moment for me. I remember him having a huge smile and I felt so special in my new chair. To this day when I hear the Christmas song that starts, "Oh, hear those sleigh bells ring-a-ling........." I think of that moment and that little show.
Seven years later he would go to heaven and my Christmases would change forever. My daddy probably didn't realize that 55 years later I would be longing for that little chair and the love my adopted parents always gave me. I was blessed then and I am blessed today.
Please share a favorite Christmas memory. I look forward to reading them.
P.S. The new banner is Avery at the mall last Christmas when we went to see Santa.
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What a delightful memory! I love the sweet pictures of Avery. I'll try to think of a memory from my childhood, but I don't know...
Daddy memories are some of the best!!!
What a sweet post!
Mine was we actually went away one year for Christmas and there were no presents under the tree when we left and when we got back there was a very speical doll and I never knew how that doll got there! =)
Your Avery is a doll and your memory is heartwarming. I have lots of memories of Christmas eves spent at my Bigmama's house with 8 wild cousins.
Sweet memory! I remember going to my grandmother's house on Christmas Eve when I was 3 or 4. My Uncle dressed as Santa and gave us each a little treat. I didn't guess until years later that it was Uncle Ernie - not Santa.
What a sweet memory, Nana and Avery is such a pretty girl.
Every Christmas was magical for the six of us kids. I don't know how my parents did it but we always got exactly what we wanted. My mom told me that she convinced us to 'want' what she had already bought...I don't know if I believe it all that much, though.
Now for my favorite memory...I was in the third grade and my little brother, Butch, was in first. He kept unlocking the door because we didn't have a 'chimnley' as he called it...and he had been extra good that year...yeah, right. I kept locking it...he would unlock it...I don't know how long that went on until we finally went to sleep.
The next morning our living room was packed. It was the last year we spent in that tiny little house in town and toys were spread all the way into the dining room. The big kids got bicycles, my little sister and I got dishes, and a table and chairs, and dolls...but best of all was Butch's present. He got a Batman costume. You should have seen him...he was so surprised and happy! It was the best present a little boy could have. I can not watch a Batman movie with out hearing my little brother going...na...na, na,na.na.na.na.na.na...BATMAN! and seeing him and with cape flying blue plastic facemask, tights and all...great memory!
Makes me smile to this day. Wonder if I can find something like that for him this Christmas???
I have two older sisters. One Christmas, my oldest sister tormented me about the gift she had bought me. I finally fell to the temptation and took a peak at the gift by tearing off some of the wrapping. It was a wood burning set....heck, I didn't even like the gift that much!!!!
Leaving cookies for Santa and sugar bowls for his reindeer. Sweet memories...
A wonderful memory. I am so blessed to have my father with me still! Beautiful banner.
Love the New header... and the Christmas Memory is sooo special, thanks for sharing it with us!!
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Are you sure you don't live here? I swear that is our mall, lol. I just the pic. of Avery. You sure know how to put a smile on my face.
My favorite memory is from when I was 10 or 11. I wanted a Cabbage Patch doll. After all the presents have been opened, there was no doll. Talk about crushed, lol. Until my brother pointed out there was a present hidden behind the couch. Yep, it was a Cabbage Patch Doll. Ah, memories..now, of course, I get to play Mrs. Santa. Return some of that "funny business", seeing my son light up on Christmas is the brightest thing for me. smiles and blessings
Avery you are just so beautiful!!
Love your story Trish! You were so blessed to have been so cherished!
I have lot's of favorites, but one that sticks out in my mind is of shopping for toys to be given out to kids that would otherwise not get anything for Christmas. My dad was pastor of a church, but also an engineer for Internaional Harvester...he kept a jar on his desk and the guys in the office would throw change into it throughout the year. They were very generous, so we always could buy enough for everyone on the list that year....plus a big basket of food to go with it.
My dad would make sure every family got a ham, a turkey, 5 pounds of sugar and flour, fixins for a great dinner, apples, oranges and candy canes for the kids.
My dad had been an orphan and he knew what it felt like not to get anything..
Thanks Trish for the memories!!
Blessings!!
You guys are so sweet. I think it's so comforting to look back at such wonderful memories. I always think we are making memories now and when we are old (older, in my case)we can sit on the porch and think about sweet tender memories. The Lord has blessed me so much, not only when I was a little girl, but all the way until now and beyond. I'm blessed to have a warm place to live. Food to eat. A loving family and such special friends out in Blogland.
I feel like we're watching Avery grow up before our very eyes. She's turning into a lovely young lady. That's a tender memory, Nana. I wish my father had been kind. He missed out on a lot.
My favorite christmas memory is the year I received my first bicycle. It was a blue one-speed. I was very young and couldn't ride yet. In my typical bull in a china shop way, I hopped on it and taught myself how to ride. Multiple crashes and bruises later, I was rding like a champ! Still at it too only now I have a motor. VAROOM! ♥ ∞
You were only 7 when you lost your Daddy? That's such a shame. I feel almost selfish to have had my father for so long.
I remember one year he dressed up as Santa Claus and went to the nearby nursing home run by Carmelite nuns. We went with him, of course - to watch him charm the elderly folk who lived there. He sang all their favourites in his lovely Irish-tenor voice and they adored him!
Kat
one of my favorite christmas memories is the first year i was divorced and raising my kids alone. they were 5 and 3 and we had a terrible cold spell settle on us on christmas eve day. my parents were afraid that my furnace would go out over night so dad came and picked the three of us up along with a black garbage bag full of wrapped gifts. mom had not put up a tree that year so when my kids got up in the morning their gifts from santa were under the dining room table. my dad said it was the best christmas he had had in years because he had little kids in the house on christmas morning again.
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