My favorite Christmas food memories are of my great grandmother and mother making divinity a few days prior to Christmas day. The day before Christmas my great grandmother would have all of us kids in the kitchen helping her make cookies for Santa. Our Christmas desert would always include Buttermilk Pie ~ ~ my great grandmother, grandmother and mother would each bake two and every one of them would be gone by the end of the day.
My two favorite Christmas morning memories are (1) one of the presents Santa left my older brother was one of those make jewelry out of rock things. After all the presents were opened, Dad suggested all of us kids go look in garage for rocks for this contraption (our garage had a dirt floor). Since there were not lights in the garage, Dad used his car lights to light the garage. When we open the door, ready to look for rocks, there were four shiny new bicycles! And, (2) once again after all the presents were open Dad swore he heard/saw something outside. When we looked outside we saw what we deduced was a horse. After killing each other to get out the door, we found a trampoline.
Dad always made Christmas a wonderful and exciting time, something I have tried to pass on to my children.
Dad swore he heard/saw something outside.
Dad always made Christmas a wonderful and exciting time, something I have tried to pass on to my children.
Bless you heart.. nothing could/would, never/ever replace those wonderful memories.. make someone's memory today or tomorrow, maybe next week.. Just do it.. :)