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Best or First Holiday Memory
What is either your best holiday moment/memory or your very first holiday memory? Can be any holiday but I figured most people are in the Christma-nukkah mood :-)
Re: Best or First Holiday Memory
I think my earliest memory is from when I was super little - maybe four or five? Before I started going to Hebrew school we used to also have a Christmas tree (my mom converted to Judaism when I was 10 or so, my dad was born and raised Jewish and they decided to raise me Jewish)...I remember waking up and finding presents under the tree - I remember getting this computer-like thing - it played educational games and stuff. I loved that thing. It was blue and you put these different cartridges in to play games that taught spelling, reading, math/counting.
I think my first Christmas with K was one of my best Christmas memories. It was way better than the year he got me the heart rate monitor. Was that last year? Or the year before? I can't even remember...I think it was last year.
Most of my holiday centered memories are Christmas. My earliest is just being sick every year when little. I am allergic to evergreen trees and shrubbery and we always had a real tree. We figured that one out when I was 17. We always got the tree two weeks before Christmas, so by Christmas day I'd have a raging sinus infection and feel super awful.
My best holiday memory is probably all of our Friendsgivings. Even though we don't do it on Thanksgiving, I always have the best time. I also really loved Christmases and Thanksgivings at my mom's parents' when younger because we had lots of cousins to play with and we stayed for 5 or 6 hours. So much fun.
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I distinctly remember returning from Texas (I must have been 3 or so) and my dad refusing to put together my new kitchen that night. Who gives a 3 yo a kitchen in a box? lol. I was SO angry.
My best memory is the year we ALMOST caught Santa in our house. Santa visited us on Christmas Eve, and tended to come right as my dad, brother, grandparents and I pulled into the driveway (we would go pick up my grandparents and bring them over). The year I was six, the lights were flashing all over the house and I heard him say Ho Ho Ho as I ran into the living room. Of course by the time I got there the lights were back on and he was gone.
Earliest- I vaguely remember standing in front of the tree one year telling it what I wanted for Christmas. Like I was making my Christmas wish or something. I was probably 4ish or so.
There was also the year sis and I got up early and went to sit by the tree. She stood up afterwards and was covered in reindeer poop. Actually, it was dried cow poop that my parents put there to make us think the reindeer did it (we lived in Montana, cow poop was abundant, and aparently not gross).
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One of my favorite and earliest Christmas memories is of all 3 of us kids sleeping in my brothers room setting up traps to catch Santa. We did it every year until I got married and moved out. (Not the setting of traps just staying in my brothers room.) Sissy and I would pile blankets in the floor and make a nest to sleep in. Mom would always read Twas the Night Before Christmas. It was so hard to sleep every Christmas Eve (when we were little because we were always so excited) that we would get up super early and have to sit in bed freaking out because my parents had a rule that we couldn't wake them before 6.
My other favorite part of Christmas was always brunch. This is the first year I will be missing it. We would open presents and then have Swedish pancakes and monkey bread for breakfast. I loved it!