I have so many good memories, it’s hard to recount them all. There were five kids (well, eventually-I’m the eldest and only girl; there are two brothers who are 3 and 4 years younger than I, then the last two are 9 and 10 years younger), so often our parents didn’t really have much extra for Christmas presents.
One of my aunt’s made each of us a Christmas stocking with our name embroidered on it. They were fairly good size stockings and even when money was short, our parents never failed to fill the stockings with all kinds of goodies! We almost always got a tangerine and nuts, along with small toys like jacks, bubble liquid, etc., but one year money was really tight, I guess, and we each got a wash cloth with our names embroidered on them. It’s a shame that you can’t really do Christmas stockings any more, because they’re meant for the inexpensive trinkets that are just too hard to find now.
We always loved visting my maternal grandparents for Christmas; my uncles had a train set that they would put up on the back porch every year. One year, they came to visit us in Michigan from the east coast. I had many stuffed toys and dolls, but this year my grandmother brought me one of those sparkle paint sets and boy did I love that! After I got a Barbie (one of the very first ones, too!), I would get accesories and clothing for the doll.
With my dad a minister and my mom a church organist, our Christmas was always built around the church schedules, and it was always an extremely busy and stressful time of year for them. I don’t know how they did it, but they always managed to make our holiday a beautiful time for all the kids. We always went to the late Christmas Eve service, and then when we got home, we’d each open one gift, saving the rest for Christmas morning (more services then). And my mom always found the time to make great food and bake Christmas cookies. We’re all scattered now; our mom passed away in 2003 and dad is retired though working part-time still as a minister (they had been divorced over 25 years). I’ll see my dad in a couple of weeks, as well as three of my brothers, so I guess we’ll reminisce about the good times we spent together as a family. I really do miss my mom more during the holidays.