Monopoly, Chicken Pox, and stockings

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!!!!

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About Angela Schroeder

Angela Schroeder is a single mother of three. She was born and raised in Iowa in a river town known for its pearl buttons. Having four siblings, she never lacked for someone to play with. As she grew older, she found herself pulled into books and writing more and more. Her parents are her heroes, her siblings her confidants and tormentors, and her children are a wonderful blessing. Church is important to her children and her. They enjoy the friendships they’ve made with the people there. Writing has always been a passion. Her first experience was in fifth grade when she went to a one-day writing conference. After that she knew it was something she wanted to pursue.
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4 Responses to Monopoly, Chicken Pox, and stockings

  1. Patricia Kiyono says:

    Our childhood memories remain with us forever, don’t they? Especially when they’re mixed with love, like the caring your grandpa showed by doing something he didn’t like. And now you’re making great memories for your kids. Merry Christmas, Angie!

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  2. jeff7salter says:

    beautiful memory.
    Glad that the family tried to include you even though your illness kept you from going and joining the regular activities.

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  3. Lovely memories,Angela.Even with the Chicken pox, it was made special because of your memory of your grandfather going to own to see you.
    I wish you and yours a very happy Christmas…and a healthy one!

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