The Besties Share Their Christmas Memories
It's Christmas time again! Yay! Whether you're trying to figure out how to spend the holidays or what to buy for those special people in your life, one thing is for sure (we're pretty sure it's sure) is that you're thinking about those good ol' holiday memories. Or maybe those not so good holiday memories...
Either way, when Christmas and the holidays come around, it's the perfect time to reminisce about the good times. The times where we didn't have bills or responsibilities. Whoops.
In that spirit, we decided to share a few memories and stories of our own. Hope these bring you a little joy and little laughter as we approach Christmas Day.
I'm not gonna lie, I don't really have a grand Christmas memory to share with you all today. I mean, I remember bits and pieces from different years but nothing so extravagantly detailed. I'll give it a try though...
There was one Christmas, where I was probably six years old. I had to be young because the main part of this memory is that I got a ton of toys that year. I remember walking downstairs and all through the walkway were toys, some of them weren't even wrapped.
This was the time of the notorious JC Penny catalogue. The thick book of all JC Penny's had to offer for the holiday season; the book where every kid would circle and highlight what they hoped to find under the tree. This was also the time my mom was big on Black Friday shopping. The Black Friday that actually started on Friday and not Thanksgiving.
That year, I got my Baby Newborn. I don't even know if that's what it was actually called but thinking back on it, that was a pretty large doll to be considered a newborn. I also got a full on purple baby care set to go with it. I'm talking the high chair, the play pen the cradle and a whole bunch of other stuff that I didn't really need but I was blessed to receive it all any way.
We didn't have much. I mean we were a solid middle class family and weren't hungry or left wanting but we never really had the newest or dopest of anything. There were four kids my single, self employed mother had to shop for so she had to make the dollars stretch.
I appreciated all the gifts when she gave them then but as I adult and parent more and more, there's a higher level of appreciation I have for her and all that she's done for us.
This is a story my family will never forget. Our Christmas is usually always filled with joy, but this particular Christmas, not so much. We were eager kids back then. We would wake up earlier than everybody in the house and wait by the tree eager to rip open our gifts. My mom and grandma would wake up (with a little excited nudge and pushiness from us of course!) and come in with their cameras. The opening process would usually go like this:
Once my grandma and mom would come with the cameras, we would take turns opening gifts. So either my bro, then me, then my sis opening all our stuff at once or we would open one at a time going around (they had to get that perfect photo op). This Christmas though my grandfather comes in and tells us to open the gifts. Now we knew better, we don't open anything until mom is here with the camera.
We were like "Nah, we have to wait for mom. She told us to wait". He leaves and two minutes later comes back and says, "y'all go ahead she said you can open them". As we are about to rip into the gifts we stop because something didn't feel right. He nudges us again to open them assuring us it was fine. So like eager beaver kids, we ripped into the gifts excited to see everything we marked in the Toys R Us book.
Then my mom walks in with the camera, sees that we already opened the gifts, and is pissed!!! And like true grandfather fashion, he lied and said he didn't tell us to open them. But they knew he did. They were pretty heated that day.
I love this time of year because you really get a sense of care and kindness all around. Christmas is the time for family and memory creation. Some memories are awesome and fill you with laughter, while others may have you wanting to forget. Hopefully in even the bad, you can laugh about them later.
Comment below and share your best or worse Christmas memory. We'd love to read it!