What's your favorite Christmas Memory?

Question

A memory from when you were younger - a child perhaps or a Christmas that you travelled somewhere special. Maybe it was a year you had special guests or did something really different.

Yeah, I DO love it, Miley though I'm the "aunt" now instead of the niece like you are now. ;-)

Michelle, smells and fragrances always tweak my memory so quickly and so sharply!

Aww, Bex, I didn't know you were a Mom! ;-)

I love all these answers and wish I could give points to each of you! I'm going to setting this one out to a vote... Thanks for sharing your memories!

Answer 1

when i was younger i used to love decorating my grandparents christmas tree.. they had a large house and a huge tree to put in it...
there were these beads that they wrapped around the entire tree every year.. they were pearlish bc my gma liked that victorian style.. anyways i can always remember the smell of those beads and picking through the delicate orniments
dang.. that was forever ago

Answer 2

My family used to have a tradition of opening presents on Christmas Eve night, after Santa had dropped off the presents.

My favorite memory is being toddled off to my bedroom with my Dad and sister, while Santa delivered the presents. We had to turn the lights out and talk quietly. My dad would tell us Christmas stories for a half hour or so. We'd look out the window and any plane flying overhead with a red light was Rudolph we were told.

After that my Mom would give us the all clear that Santa had made his stop and left. Of course the milk and cookies were gone. Then we ripped into our presents and played with them for hours and hours until we dropped of exhaustion, usually around 2 am or so.

I don't know how my parents survived the noise we made, but I think they liked the fact that we woke up really late on Christmas morning. Then we just had a nice breakfast and played some more and got together with the neighborhood kids and showed what each of us got.

In another year or 2, my son will be old enough for me to re-start this family tradition.

Answer 3

i don't know what year it was but i think when i was 7,8 or 9 years old. (I'm 10 years old) when all the family got together and my aunt who lives i think in LA came and she usually never comes. i miss her so much. she hasn't visited for almost a whole 5 months and i miss her so much!! well our family decorated the Christmas tree and there were so may Christmas presents under the tree and they were all so big!!! so i thought it must of cost alot for them and it must have been something so cool!!! and we baked cookies and i helped pick out presents for my brothers and my little sister. and i got to learn how to wrap a present. i helped my aunt do that and my parents. and i was 7,8 or 9 years old and i never learned how to wrap presents because everyone didn't let me and finally i know how!! it was so fun going Christmas shopping too!! we went to buy all the little bows and the Christmas decorations and some wrappers with my mom, my other aunt who is 17, and i think both of my aunts. ( the one who i guessed lived in LA and my other aunt who lives in the same house. it was so fun!!! i just love Christmas!!! do u??

Answer 4

It was the first Christmas that I had my daughter. She was about 6wks old and I had taken a bath. When I got out, I couldn't find her or my husband. I was looking everywhere and then I saw her. My husband was hiding behind the tree and he was holding her up at the top of the tree. He had put angel wings on her and she really did look like a real angel on top of the tree. That was 6 years ago and I still remember exactly how she looked.

Answer 5

when i was about 4/5 and receiving my chrissie doll (the doll whose hair grew) remembering how happy i was ,My parents didn't have a lot of money but at christmas we always had what we wanted ,and made sure we all had a good time ,

now ,as a parent myself , giving brings me such joy hopefully one day they will look back at their childhood and remember their christmas's being just as special x

Answer 6

i have so many! one that lives on 'in infamy' in my family was the year my little brother picked out the tree...we used to go up in the woods and get our tree, and one year my brother had spotted a gorgeous spruce...we went out and cut it down on a freezing day. we lugged it home on our shoulders and it wasn't until we brought it into the warm house and set it up that we realized he had picked out a dreaded 'cat spruce'...
for those of you who have never heard of a cat spruce, it's a variety of spruce that gives off an aroma reminiscent of cat urine...i wanted to haul it out and get another, but he was heartbroken...so mom said it would stay! we burned a LOT of scented candles that Christmas, and i still tease him about it over 30 years later...