Myself, I couldnt wait to wake up and open up my stocking, which was at the end of bed.Pops biggest work socks , were stuffed full.Think my parent thought if we had that,we wouldnt get them up to see what was under the tree to early.LOL
There was always the candy treats, and tangerine and colouring books and a pez and so much more.(a tradition I carried on with my two boys)
Those stuffed socks, held me and my 2 brothers and sis off for sbout 1/2 an hour,then it was time to head to the basement.The odd time we got caught and told just hang on,but most of the time my pop and mudder got up so we didnt get out of hand.Hey thats mine,no it,s mine.LOL
One christmas comes to mind. We got a shooting gallery,it was so cool.Still remember mudder saying,you be carefull.you,ll shoot yer brothers eye out.Where did we hear that before? :whistling:When they werent around, we played a little dif.LOL
When I got older and was playing hockey,I got the top of the line shin pads and elbow pads one christmas. I know my pop had put out for these and I really did appriciate them. I couldnt wait to get to the next practice to try them out.I was superman when I had them on.
When the boys were young,we went through the same thing.Up at 4 am and ready to rip all the presents apart.What a blast.
Christmas really is for kids,and as adults,we remember what it,s all about.
My heart is so full right now,it is such a beautiful feeling.
Please share your childhood christmas days.