tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6927196002363676480.post7324487803421614823..comments2024-01-19T22:01:50.746-05:00Comments on Three Wicked Writers Plus Two: My First Christmas MemoryCari Quinnhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06581235338272282124noreply@blogger.comBlogger38125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6927196002363676480.post-72679561862462998062010-12-09T11:20:42.282-05:002010-12-09T11:20:42.282-05:00Vicky...the reading of Twas the Night Before Chris...Vicky...the reading of Twas the Night Before Christmas. sighhhh I love that story. I've still got a copy somewhere that I used to read to the kids when they were younger. I think I'll break that out this year and read it again. <br /><br />Or maybe I'll find another Christmas story to read. Something more age appropriate. Anyone got any suggestions? I think I really would like to readTess MacKallhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00066240659271231596noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6927196002363676480.post-3238366445968628512010-12-08T08:51:13.937-05:002010-12-08T08:51:13.937-05:00I still remember all the kids pile-ing around the ...I still remember all the kids pile-ing around the oldest man (grandpa, or uncle depending on who's house we were at each year) to read "'Twis The Night Before Christmas" -big version with lots of color pictures for the little kids -after opening one (small) gift on Christmas Eve. We still do this for the next generation with my dad now :)Vicky CKhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16950835949511894982noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6927196002363676480.post-35901594113736896952010-12-08T05:38:58.828-05:002010-12-08T05:38:58.828-05:00Aww...Heidi that's so sweet. I wish I'd se...Aww...Heidi that's so sweet. I wish I'd seen something like that when I was a kid. I think I stopped believing when I was eight. So Santa didn't last long with me. <br /><br />I told my own children through the years that the moment they stop believing in Santa he stops bringing them gifts. So I've got one going to be twenty, another almost nineteen, another almost fifteen who Tess MacKallhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00066240659271231596noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6927196002363676480.post-9514647794807942292010-12-07T19:14:28.888-05:002010-12-07T19:14:28.888-05:00My first christmas memory is when I was about 5 yr...My first christmas memory is when I was about 5 yrs old(my brothers were 4yrs old and 3). My Mom had put my brothers and I to bed telling us the story of Santa and also said go to sleep and he will be here soon. I fell asleep but soon was woke up by a noise. So I went to look at what it could be. We had a big stairway with a window that look out on our back yard on the landing. I went down the heidi330https://www.blogger.com/profile/12194386816469396985noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6927196002363676480.post-18960400183086252432010-12-07T17:55:43.706-05:002010-12-07T17:55:43.706-05:00What a wonderful Dad, Valerie. Now that had to be ...What a wonderful Dad, Valerie. Now that had to be an all time special memory for you. No way around it. And love the way he set it up with you thinking that was all. I just love it when people plan how to present something. Makes it even more special. And he even did wallpaper. WOW. That took some patience. So sweet. Like you, I'm feeling all warm and tingly for sure. Thanks so much for Tess MacKallhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00066240659271231596noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6927196002363676480.post-84035673021493654282010-12-07T15:14:00.116-05:002010-12-07T15:14:00.116-05:00Oh, I feel so warm and tingly reading all the Chri...Oh, I feel so warm and tingly reading all the Christmas memories.<br /><br />One of mine was when my sister and I were about 10 or 11. Our Dad had built us a dolls house, but there was nothing in it.<br /><br />So, Christmas came, we opened presents and forgot all about the dolls house. Then, after things had calmed, Dad said, why don't you open the dolls house? We did and it was fully Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6927196002363676480.post-37565080098168479532010-12-07T13:10:18.465-05:002010-12-07T13:10:18.465-05:00I'm sure your girls are going to pass along a ...I'm sure your girls are going to pass along a lot of memories, Anne. When they are older and have children of their own, it may surprise you at the ones they remember too.Tess MacKallhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00066240659271231596noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6927196002363676480.post-22886368140446912362010-12-07T13:09:18.332-05:002010-12-07T13:09:18.332-05:00Oh Lorie, so glad to hear that despite the fact yo...Oh Lorie, so glad to hear that despite the fact you didn't celebrate the holidays growing up that you're giving that to your children. <br /><br />There's nothing like the magic that kids feel during this time of year.Tess MacKallhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00066240659271231596noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6927196002363676480.post-25298590130735569152010-12-07T12:54:22.857-05:002010-12-07T12:54:22.857-05:00Oh, Tess, that is so beautiful. It brought tears t...Oh, Tess, that is so beautiful. It brought tears to my eyes, also. I didn't celebrate Christmas growing up, so I have no memories like that, but I made sure that my children had all special wonders of Christmas to remember forever.<br />Thanks for writing such a beauriful story and sharing it with all of us.<br />Merry Christmas!Lorie Shewbridgehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17021526379136899314noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6927196002363676480.post-43440254673122909672010-12-07T11:24:04.699-05:002010-12-07T11:24:04.699-05:00A wonderful memory, Tess. I just love Christmas. M...A wonderful memory, Tess. I just love Christmas. My hope is that my girls will share their fond Christmas memories with their kids! :)Anne Raineyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06110446131001665977noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6927196002363676480.post-32200632771898670832010-12-06T16:51:40.277-05:002010-12-06T16:51:40.277-05:00Another Old Spice Daddy. I love it, Fichen. My dad...Another Old Spice Daddy. I love it, Fichen. My daddy switched over to Halston in the late eighties I think it was. But I'll always think of him as an Old Spice kind of guy. <br /><br />The holidays are really a time for grounding ourselves I think. We take stock of our lives and really appreciate our friends and family. And we sure do miss those not with us anymore. <br /><br />What would we Tess MacKallhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00066240659271231596noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6927196002363676480.post-82564000321564157372010-12-06T16:46:28.232-05:002010-12-06T16:46:28.232-05:00Thanks, Madison. Our Christmas memories theme real...Thanks, Madison. Our Christmas memories theme really started me thinking. I've got a lot of nice memories I'd forgotten all about.Tess MacKallhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00066240659271231596noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6927196002363676480.post-59849861754137164212010-12-06T16:28:31.524-05:002010-12-06T16:28:31.524-05:00Ohhh Zina...fighting over pecan and chocolate pie-...Ohhh Zina...fighting over pecan and chocolate pie--now that's something worth fighting for. LOL <br /><br />God yeah, all the yummy food. I remember my granny always laid out toast and let it go stale to make her dressing with. Now most of us buy the bread already made stale. lol <br /><br />Lots of good memories to recall this time of year for sure. I rattled off that one about my dad and meTess MacKallhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00066240659271231596noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6927196002363676480.post-31139614109436739382010-12-06T16:15:39.792-05:002010-12-06T16:15:39.792-05:00Hugs, Tess! Thanks for sharing the memories! I t...Hugs, Tess! Thanks for sharing the memories! I think that because the holidays are such a family- and friend-centered time of year, it's bittersweet when there are those we're missing this time of year :(<br /><br />I think Old Spice is definitely a dad-favorite--my dad's worn that a long time, too! It still always reminds me of him :)<br /><br />I'm thankful we can still get Fedorahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10879033776125666713noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6927196002363676480.post-81034661726544774202010-12-06T12:29:25.306-05:002010-12-06T12:29:25.306-05:00What a wonderful memory, Tess. I'm glad you ha...What a wonderful memory, Tess. I'm glad you have it. Thanks for sharing. You're right, that's what this time is about.Madison Scotthttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08866919030956287067noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6927196002363676480.post-18974494463748040452010-12-06T11:12:32.440-05:002010-12-06T11:12:32.440-05:00That is such a wonderful memory and I hope your re...That is such a wonderful memory and I hope your record it for your family to come be it your kids, nieces, nephews or cousins, it's memories like those that bring people alive. I just remember always going to Grannie's and Pop's and lots of yummy food and my dad and uncle fighting over the Pecan and Chocolate Cream Pie and playing lots of board games with my siblings and Grannie Zinanoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6927196002363676480.post-51931616315608321872010-12-06T11:07:45.950-05:002010-12-06T11:07:45.950-05:00Christmas is indeed magical, isn't it, Lisa? I...Christmas is indeed magical, isn't it, Lisa? It seems there are elves all around us in all shapes, sizes, and forms. You never know which elf is going to pop up and make a special memory. <br /><br />Happy Holidays, hon. Hope this is a great one for you and your mom.Tess MacKallhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00066240659271231596noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6927196002363676480.post-83810328388208080782010-12-06T11:06:04.755-05:002010-12-06T11:06:04.755-05:00Another Old Spice Daddy. I love it. Hiya Texas J. ...Another Old Spice Daddy. I love it. Hiya Texas J. You got the sniffles, huh? Awww...another softie. sighhh...it's the season. <br /><br />So glad I helped prod a memory or two for you. I bet your Paw loved you to pieces. <br /><br />Happy Holidays!Tess MacKallhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00066240659271231596noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6927196002363676480.post-62665299673089693552010-12-06T11:03:25.192-05:002010-12-06T11:03:25.192-05:00Oh, I remember watching the Santa report on TV wit...Oh, I remember watching the Santa report on TV with my dad, too, Regina. And I always watch it now with the kids. Even though they are too old for it, lol, we still do it. And it's so cool on the big screen. lol <br /><br />Oh how lucky your kids were to get to play with their grandpa. That was definitely a nice memory for you. C never got to know his granddad at all. He was only six months Tess MacKallhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00066240659271231596noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6927196002363676480.post-85244454320045423512010-12-06T10:45:45.301-05:002010-12-06T10:45:45.301-05:00I love your memories, Tess. *sniff* Most of my mem...I love your memories, Tess. *sniff* Most of my memories are of mom and how magical she always made Christmas for us kids.Lisa Alexander Griffinhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14408188538622550449noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6927196002363676480.post-39249227992372325272010-12-06T10:16:11.661-05:002010-12-06T10:16:11.661-05:00Thats a sweet memory. I had to grab the tissues, &...Thats a sweet memory. I had to grab the tissues, "snifle". Most of all my memories are with my grandparents who I lived with as my mother passed away when I was 2. And yes Paw wore the old spice too. I can rember him sitting in his big rocker and watching me open gifts, with my grandmothers assistance. They are my best memories and they both have been gone for 25 years now, but their Texas Jhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02433799155838139894noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6927196002363676480.post-57090990474633075792010-12-06T09:50:42.860-05:002010-12-06T09:50:42.860-05:00I understand those bittersweet memories, Tess. I l...I understand those bittersweet memories, Tess. I lost Daddy 14 yrs. ago on Jan. 3 and there's not a day that goes by when I don't think of him. A gentle, teddy bear of a guy. The loss doesn't go away. Ever. But the memories are so sweet and vivid. I remember him taking us (my sister and I) outside to look up at the sky to watch for reindeer or sitting together watching the 'Regina Carlyslehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06316730032624449669noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6927196002363676480.post-62303291714792220872010-12-06T09:46:44.843-05:002010-12-06T09:46:44.843-05:00Thank you, Molly. So what do you do now? All open ...Thank you, Molly. So what do you do now? All open up another's gifts? That would be pretty cool, actually. A really unique way to celebrate the holidays. <br /><br />Our only real tradition is getting to open gifts on Christmas Eve---the big ones. lol We save the smaller ones for Christmas morning.Tess MacKallhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00066240659271231596noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6927196002363676480.post-8325259957874768752010-12-06T09:44:55.968-05:002010-12-06T09:44:55.968-05:00Awww...Cindy. I've been choked up all morning....Awww...Cindy. I've been choked up all morning. Such a good memory but it does make me so very misty-eyed. <br /><br />I love your story about the red light. So nice to know you're doing the same thing with your child. It's like a little part of your dad is still sharing. Nice. <br /><br />Big hug...Tess MacKallhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00066240659271231596noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6927196002363676480.post-60805794643368129852010-12-06T09:37:56.028-05:002010-12-06T09:37:56.028-05:00My earliest memory is getting up early and unwrapp...My earliest memory is getting up early and unwrapping a gift I thought was for me, but was really for my dad (his name also begins with an M). I was so disappointed, I went back to bed. And later, when I 'fessed up, our now-traditional Christmas morning was born.<br /><br />What a neat memory of you and your dad, Tess:)Molly Danielshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01488325587798390008noreply@blogger.com