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Thursday, December 23, 2010

More best gifts...

A continuation of the best gifts...
  • Every year for my birthday, my Aunt Sue would always get me a card and a HUGE bag of Peanut M&M's. I blame her solely for the addiction I have for them. I wish I could be the cool Aunt that gives M&M's for gifts (my nieces and nephews are allergic to nuts, milk, eggs you name it... it sucks!) But Aunt Sue rocks w/ her bags full of candy. I am certain my mother cringed when she saw the bag, "that's just what Colleen needs more sugar!" BTW: they were never wrapped, they didn't need to be... they were individually wrapped in candy coated shells! I also never ever ever shared them.
  • I begged and begged for a goldfish one year for Christmas. Can't remember if I was testing the reality of Santa or not, but there he was! My very own Goldfish greeted me on Christmas morning. My mom and brother rock!
  • In 5th grade I had just started band and asked for a trumpet. It was a huge request, but there it was. I still have that trumpet and look forward to giving it to Seth to play.
  • I was 15 years old, it was Christmas break and a boy asked me out. Mom had a rule that we had to be 16 to date. It was after all Christmas so mom let me go. It was a great gift, but in another post I'll tell you about that very first date! It was a doozy!
  • This year I asked Santa for an IPOD. Sure hope I get to add this to the best gifts ever!

One of my most memorable memories of Christmas morning...

I was little, like maybe 3 or 4 years old. I was sitting at the top of our steps with my brother Jeff. We were anxiously waiting for mom to say we could come down the stairs. Mom was making sure Santa didn't make a mess, started the coffee pot, let the dog out and turned on the Christmas lights. It felt like it took forever, finally the word came "yes you can come down now!". Jeff hit me, pushed me, encouraged me call it what you will but he shoved my butt down the stairs. I rolled down the steps head over heels all the way down landing my my head in front of the window. I am sure I was screaming and cried and cried. I don't know if Jeff ever felt bad about it or not, but it created a memory I'll never forget!

1 comment:

Crystal said...

totally awesome sis...he doesn't remember, but it sounds like something he would do...