We had a treat yesterday. Our Grandson couldn't be with us on Christmas day and so we got to watch him open his gifts from us, yesterday. Here, he is sporting his new bike and helmet from Grandma and Grampuh.
This brought back a Christmas morning memory. I was at that stage where I was pretty sure there wasn't a Santa but I was afraid to ask for fear of not getting a present. I came downstairs and went right over to my stocking and found four walnuts and an apple. That was normal in the bottom of the stocking back then. There were usually little trinkets and toys on top of that. Not this year. I looked at Mom and she was getting a scolding look from Dad. She said she was sorry, she had forgotten.
Well, I was more than a little upset, I remember going out and getting in the car I was driving to high school at the time and then going for a long drive. Err,, no that was a different day. Okay, I was checking to see if you were awake. But I'll keep this in here to see how many people are really reading.
In defense of my Mom, she was 44 when I was born.
After that incident, I didn't believe in Santa for a while. Now I do.
15 comments:
Kids will do that to ya,. Hey is it white out those windows? Glad you got an extra Christmas day!
Cliff,
That is one happy boy. He's got some cool new wheels now. Or is the old "cool" now "hot"? I can't keep up with the slang.
Yes, it is white out those windows. White fog, all day. Made for some pretty trees. The ones the deer haven't eaten.
Okay, I'm here laughing and Tiffany and Char both looking at me. I just read the part about being mad and going for a long drive. Good one.
Yeah, he looks happy alright. I wonder how many times a day that bike will make it up and down the lane. Quite a few I bet.
Ralph
Okay, I'm here laughing and Tiffany and Char both looking at me. I just read the part about being mad and going for a long drive. Good one.
Yeah, he looks happy alright. I wonder how many times a day that bike will make it up and down the lane. Quite a few I bet.
Ralph
There's an echo , echo, echo. Or my diploplia has flared up, again??
I still remember my bike with GREAT affection - you've made a memory Cliff! I love that smile.
I hear the echo too....
He looks very happy with his gifts! Who wouldn't be! New bike and helmet. He's a cutie too.
You had a car to drive to high school....wow! I had a big yellow bus to ride in......
So Santa forgot where you lived maybe? And your mom took the blame. Nice lady.
You were lucky. On my first day of Kindergarten, my family moved. But I found them three weeks later.
Well, I WAS reading when you decided to veer off and test to see if we bloggers were really reading or just skimming. I believe in Santa too!!!
Your grandson looks happy!
Mike: I think they removed my diploplia during that last hernia operation. :) There's nothing worse than a flared up diploplia.
i was gonna say you must have been "slow" if u thought there was a santa in highschool..I am realived...
your grandson looks mighty nice with his new wheels gramps;)
He looks so proud! What a perfect gift since you helped him learn how to ride.
I believe in Santa, too!
Good little twist in the tail there Cliff.
Hi Cliff -- I new you didn't have any meanness in your bones. You surprised us for a minute.
It sounds like you are having more than one day of Christmas too.
Umm...kids on bikes are no fair. Who can compete with THAT ;) I'm still celebratin' too.
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