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Christmas Memories


The Christmas season is a feast for the senses: a freshly cut evergreen tree to decorate, the warmth of a favorite sweater, the tasty goodness of homemade cookies, the twinkling lights, the sounds of familiar carols.  These things all remind me of my precious childhood memories…
 
Hiding under a pile of stuffed animals so that Santa could not spy on me. 

Arguing with the big kids (2nd graders) about the existence of Santa.

Extra helpings of my grandmother’s Snickerdoodles. 

Creating works of art in school to decorate our family tree. 

My surprised delight in finding a Barbie dreamhouse from Santa. 

My mother helping us to bundle up just to play outside.

Long treks to the hills by our house to go tobogganing with my dad, brother, and dog (poor dog!).  We always fell of the sled!  

Christmas dinner with our Canadian grandmother.

Sticking out our tongues to catch falling snowflakes.

Building a giant snowman and snow forts in the frontyard.

My Christmas memories are inevitability intertwined with family and wintertime.  It does not feel like Christmas until the temperature drops, there’s a dusting of snow on the mountains, and I am digging out my sweaters and old family decorations. 

It’s time to go out and make new memories.  Have a Merry Christmas and Happy New Year! 
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