Thanks Mom!
Every Christmas I must thank my mom for giving me so many wonderful ones. The 18 I had at home and the few that came after I left home have carried me every year. I'm a very Christmasseeeeeeeeeee type of person and it's because of her.
She did so much for us during the season to make it special. She not only made 10 different types of cookies and assorted fruit balls, rum and peanut butter balls,various yummy foods, she made our Christmas dresses and Christmas Eve nightgowns and sat with us through all out Christmas movies and cartoons. She had a day job and us three kids who weren't really much help with the whole set up until we got a bit older. It could not have been easy.
I recently discovered the "radio shows" I'd create on tape with my sibs. I'd play Christmas music in the background and go around asking everyone what they wanted Santa to bring them. Then I'd cut back to some music, have more interviews, personal ponderments (much like what I do on this blog) and of course the follow up interview on Christmas morning: Did everyone get what they wanted? Then we'd hold an after Christmas day parade to showcase our new toys..ran from the bedrooms, through the living room and finished up at the kitchen and that was recorded too.
Part of the show was scripted, I did set up corny scenarios (a la Andy William's and Lawrence Welk Christmas specials-UGH!) and you can hear me whispering lines to sibs. There is an entire cassette tape colection chronicling several years of this. I listened to one the other night and it really brought back how things were as a kid. It left me sort of melancholic and sad the way it just cut off after I chronicled that last Christmas in that way. Awwwwww
It coincided with the year of "the Santa discovery" and it was a sad one. Still, I was able to enjoy the sib's ignorance of it all. I was able to help make things special for my baby sister for a number of years after that. Leaving the house and having to come home for Christmas for the first time was the next milestone Christmas. Then came Christmases without loved and important people in our lives. Then came Christmases that weren't at my mom's home anymore.
Despite the changes and passing of time, my mom has manage to always deliver warm Christmases one way or another, even when it's not even Christmas (some years we get together before or after). She has given us that Christmas feeling that comes every year. Love you, Mom!
She did so much for us during the season to make it special. She not only made 10 different types of cookies and assorted fruit balls, rum and peanut butter balls,various yummy foods, she made our Christmas dresses and Christmas Eve nightgowns and sat with us through all out Christmas movies and cartoons. She had a day job and us three kids who weren't really much help with the whole set up until we got a bit older. It could not have been easy.
I recently discovered the "radio shows" I'd create on tape with my sibs. I'd play Christmas music in the background and go around asking everyone what they wanted Santa to bring them. Then I'd cut back to some music, have more interviews, personal ponderments (much like what I do on this blog) and of course the follow up interview on Christmas morning: Did everyone get what they wanted? Then we'd hold an after Christmas day parade to showcase our new toys..ran from the bedrooms, through the living room and finished up at the kitchen and that was recorded too.
Part of the show was scripted, I did set up corny scenarios (a la Andy William's and Lawrence Welk Christmas specials-UGH!) and you can hear me whispering lines to sibs. There is an entire cassette tape colection chronicling several years of this. I listened to one the other night and it really brought back how things were as a kid. It left me sort of melancholic and sad the way it just cut off after I chronicled that last Christmas in that way. Awwwwww
It coincided with the year of "the Santa discovery" and it was a sad one. Still, I was able to enjoy the sib's ignorance of it all. I was able to help make things special for my baby sister for a number of years after that. Leaving the house and having to come home for Christmas for the first time was the next milestone Christmas. Then came Christmases without loved and important people in our lives. Then came Christmases that weren't at my mom's home anymore.
Despite the changes and passing of time, my mom has manage to always deliver warm Christmases one way or another, even when it's not even Christmas (some years we get together before or after). She has given us that Christmas feeling that comes every year. Love you, Mom!
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