Today is Christmas Eve and I am here to share some Christmas memories with you.
One of my favorite Christmas memories is the year my two older brothers and I all came down with the chicken pox. We couldn’t go to either of the grandparents houses because of being contagious. My mom and sister went to mom’s side on Christmas Eve and brought home our gifts. Christmas morning was a little disappointing because we could not go to the farm to be with my dad’s parents. It was always an all day thing where we would spend a good deal of the day sledding. BUT, my grandparents came into town the day after Christmas to bring us our gifts. That was incredibly special to me because Grandpa never really seemed to enjoy coming into town. He came for our birthdays but not much more than that.
Every Christmas morning my brothers and I would wake up incredibly early and play monopoly then we would take turns tiptoeing down the steps as silently as possible to peek at our stockings. We would do this repeatedly, sometimes venturing to look under the tree. It was our sibling Christmas tradition. Something that I do miss now that I am grown.
I wish everyone a very Merry Christmas!!!!