Contests by Sheila Roberts

A Candy Cane Christmas

10/2/2015

It's time to celebrate a new book! I'm excited about CHRISTMAS ON CANDY CANE LANE and hope you'll enjoy reading it as much as I enjoyed writing it. As you can see by the picture we have a fun prize for some lucky winner - a copy of the book and a charming candy cane tree ornament.
To enter, all you have to do is share your favorite Christmas memory. This can be anything from sentimental to funny. We'd especially love to hear about that Christmas where you wanted everything to go perfectly and it didn't quite get there. (Rather like what happens to the characters in my book!)
Post away (see the side panel for the fine print). You have until December 1st when we'll pick a winner. And be sure to check back once in a while and enjoy what others have shared. That's all part of the fun. Merry Christmas early!

Jayme M

10/2/2015 08:37:01 am

This last Christmas we knew was going to be my father in laws last one with us. I wanted every present to mean something for him, and from
Him to his grandchildren. Of course, nothing went as planned. It was however one of the best days we have ever spent together. We lost him just 3 weeks after Christmas, but I am so thankful that we had that day to remember forever.

Linda May

10/2/2015 09:15:40 am

The Christmas of 2008 is a memorable one for me, I received a Christmas ornament from my Son & Daughter-in-Law which said Grandmother, August, 2009. This was announcing that I was going to be a Grandmother for the first time, it made me cry with such happiness.

Peggy Kuntz

10/2/2015 09:27:53 am

A couple of years ago we adopted 2 cats and inherited 2 more strays. We had a cat for 15 years and she never once bothered our tree so I didn't think about putting our tree up as usual. My surprise came the next morning when the tree was on its side and ornaments were all over the place!! We tried setting it up several times only to find one of the cats deep in the branches knocking ornaments off for the other cats to chase! Needless to say, we've had small table top trees the past couple of years!!

Patty Lard

10/2/2015 09:33:34 am

One of my best Christmas memories is when our first grandchild was old enough to know what Christmas was about and watching him in his first church Christmas program. All the little ones were sheep at the manager. So sweet.

Carol Catto

10/2/2015 10:13:17 am

I would have to say my favorite memory is when I was 5 and got Tiny Tears as a present from Santa Claus. Tiny went everywhere with me. Today she is not in the greatest of shape but she still brings me great memories. Since that time 60 years ago there have been many other great memories and not I am getting to share new ones with my Granddaughter. Life is good.

Doris Lankford

10/2/2015 10:51:41 am

My favorite Christmas memory would be the year my daughter was born. She was only six months old at Christmas and my husband & I decided to not go out traveling to our family gatherings. It was very cold that year and we stayed home and had our own family Christmas. It was very special. Of course, the next year it was back to traveling.

Mary Minjares

10/2/2015 01:17:48 pm

It was my first Christmas as a single mother of five kids, aged 11-6. Wanting to give the kids a super fun Christmas morning, I had bought bikes for every single one of them - using money I had received for my birthday...before "he" had walked out on us.
There I sat on Christmas Eve, well after midnight, bawling my head off. Trying to save money, I had bought all of the bikes unassembled. Surrounded by four other boxes, I helplessly read the instructions for assembling the parts strewn on the floor in front of me. I had a hammer and a butter knife for tools.
There was a knock on my front door and the sound of feet stamping snow off of boots.
I tiptoed to the window and peeked through the curtain. There stood 3 angels.
I was living in a tiny village nestled in the So Calif mountains; our cabin, part of a resort property, was next to the local "watering-hole".
I opened the door and the bartender, along with two locals, stood grinning on my front porch. One was holding a six-pack of beer and a carton of eggnog, the other two were carrying tool chests.
Those three dear people, knowing I would be alone that Christmas Eve, came to my rescue. By 5:00 am there were 5 beautiful bikes crowded around our Christmas tree, there was an empty six-pack in the trash can, and I was snuggled on my couch in front of a crackling fire they built in my rock fireplace before they went out the door to get home to their own families.

BettyJo English

10/2/2015 05:21:51 pm

Every Christmas we took the family 3 miles from our house to a church that had a live nativity scene. The weather had been unusually cold be no one thought about it. We get to the church to cardboard characters. Was too cold for the animals.

Emily Lewis link

10/2/2015 06:59:54 pm

My favorite memory was the first year both my boys were able to really embrace Cheistmas morning. When I got to see the excitement in their eyes when they woke up and saw the presents and saw the cookies ate up and listened to the Christmas music! Love it and the whole holiday vibe!!!

Anne Rightler

10/2/2015 07:36:26 pm

I'm not sure this is very remarkable but for a number of years especially when our 5 children were younger, my husband would spend a whole day with me shopping. We would start out w/ a late breakfast, shop, have supper and shop some more. We would get most of our list done. Now that the kids are adults and we have the internet to shop from, the tradition has kind of gone by the way side. I guess I will have to think of another excuse to get him out with me for the whole day! Thank you for the contest. It's always fun to hope for a win!

Gayle Johnson

10/3/2015 03:11:26 pm

I recall a Christmas when our girls were little, and we were so glad to escape frigid Dallas for the warm Florida sunshine of my mother and father in law's house near the beach. Trouble was, the bad weather followed us. Christmas morning borough freezing temperatures, ice, and Frozen pipes, which meant no running water - for plumbing. The house was brimming with grandkids and adults and Mom and Dad. Then, we lost power. Instead of experiencing disaster, we made it fun, like camping. We wrapped ourselves in blankets and opened presents by the fireplace. The kids still remember this Christmas. Of course, Christmas was sunny and mild in Dallas.

Barbara Capuano

10/5/2015 08:10:54 am

My favorite memory is when my husband sits with our grandchildren each Christmas Eve and wears his special Christmas Santa shirt and hat and read "Twas the night before Christmas" to them. It is the sweetest thing to see. Even when they are teenagers they want him to read it!

Sue Brandes

10/5/2015 08:13:19 am

When I was a kid I always looked forward to going to my grandpa's farm at Christmas. I got to see my grandpa and all my Aunt's and Uncles.

Nancy Reynolds

10/5/2015 08:46:44 am

All Christmases have something special about it. But last year, my husband and I drove to North Carolina to be with my sister. Things definitely did not go as planned. She got really, really sick ... so my husband and I - at her insistence - did all the cooking of the special meal she had planned (and purchased all the necessary ingredients) and ate the meal on our own. I kept checking on my sister, but she was just plain ol' SICK with a flu. We felt SO bad for her but she just had to ride out the flu. By the time we had to leave again, she was beginning to feel human. But somehow, through it all, we managed to ENJOY the time together. It may sound funny, but just being together and sharing made it special.

Rita Tellier

10/5/2015 09:05:10 am

My most memorable Christmas memory is of my grandfather. After the 5 children in my family were allowed to go downstairs on Christmas morning to see what Santa brought we all had to run back upstairs to dress for church. When we returned, eager to open our wrapped gifts, we would find Grampa in his bed with all of our toys that Santa brought. (Santa could not afford to wrap his gifts to us). The dolls were lined up on the pillow beside him, the holsters were wrapped around his waist, all of the games were leaning on the wall on the far side of his bed and he would be reading one of our books. It happened every year and yet we were surprised every time that it happened. He passed away more than 50 years ago and every Christmas morning that memory comes flooding back. Merry Christmas, Grampa

Kelli Jo Calvert

10/5/2015 09:11:14 am

We had just moved in September, and for the first time, I had my own room! My mom had gotten me a brand new bedroom suit. I was seven, almost eight. Christmas morning, I kept trying to sit in my "spot" and my mom kept trying to get me to move or turn around. When I finally did, someone snapped a picture of my expression - my mom had surprised me with the matching desk and desk chair to my bedroom suit!!

Theresa N

10/5/2015 01:15:21 pm

We had a large Chow dog one Christmas who thought all the Christmas balls on the tree we're his play balls. He sat in front of tree barking wanting someone to throw him a ball.

Janie K

10/5/2015 03:46:06 pm

My Mother was such a perfectionist about the Christmas tree. She would take polaroid pictures of the tree and then adjust the ornaments until it suited her. We have a birthday cake for Jesus--light candles and sing Happy Birthday to him.

Blaze parker

10/5/2015 04:00:22 pm

my favorite Christmas memory was last year. i took this guitar class and absolutely fell in love with it, but i had to barrow the guitar from the class, and when the class ended, because this class was only 2 months long, i couldn't play the guitar anymore because i didn't have the materials. i hinted to my mother about a guitar, but i knew it wouldn't happen because we were broke and couldn't afford a guitar or lesson books. when she asked me what i wanted for Christmas, i didn't mention the guitar i was dreaming about, but she gave me this look like she knew what i as thinking. well, all hopes of getting a guitar were crushed, then Christmas morning come. i wake up and go downstairs and under the tree was a guitar case!!! and it turned out to be an Eastman!!! those are amazing guitars and i had lesson books and everything you would basically need for a guitar, and i had lessons, every week, once a week. i hugged her and told her how much i appreciated it and how much i loved it, i named it Arial, because she is always with me and never fails to amaze. i still play it, every night i play till my fingers hurt. that was the best Christmas ever!!

Lynn Grier link

10/5/2015 04:24:40 pm

My favorite memory is my Tony doll I received years and years ago for Christmas. She sits on my dresser and I can look and enjoy her each ay of the week.

Carol Woodruff

10/5/2015 04:38:48 pm

My oddest Christmas was the first year my sisters and I didn't believe in Santa. We stated early on Christmas begging to open our presents that night. First we opened 1 present, then another until finally we opened them all. It was great that night, but we all felt let down with nothing to open Christmas Day. We never did it again.

Gail Hollingsworth

10/5/2015 05:02:26 pm

The first Christmas we had a nativity with a remove able baby Jesus, my son was very young. He asked why the baby wasn't in the manger. I told him Jesus wasn't born until Christmas morning. On that morning he came running down the stairs and before he even looked to see what Santa brought, he went and looked to see if baby Jesus was in the manger, and he was. He got married this summer and that nativity will go to him and his new bride so they can start their own tradition.

Marcy Shuler

10/5/2015 06:39:45 pm

When my mother was still alive I loved getting up with her super early on Christmas morning to stuff the turkey and get it in the oven. It was such a special time.

A more recent Christmas memory is the year my oldest was about 6 and insisted that he heard reindeer on the roof. He talked about that for several years. He believed!

Debbie T.

10/7/2015 05:38:46 pm

I would say that mine would be when i was 2 or 3 years old and I received a stuffed monkey for Christmas and I kept it for over 30 years and lost it in a tornado. A very special present and many special memories.

Sharon DiPrima

10/7/2015 08:22:04 pm

Just last year, all 13 of us were able to be together for Christmas. I decided I wanted to be able to enjoy my family and not be in the kitchen cooking all day. So I asked each family member to help make their favorite dish. It was fabulous! The variety of dishes was fantastic and surprisingly each dish complemented each other. By the way, it takes 2 1/2 hours to make 10 pounds of potato pancakes. Delicious!

Beth Miller

10/8/2015 03:47:55 pm

Oh my - My favorite Christmas memory - was 3 years ago when my son came home from Hawaii - What a wonderful family Christmas. But I love the holiday season so all of them are special in their own way.

Tabby

10/12/2015 07:03:30 pm

I remember the first christmas my husband and I had .We went out and got a tree in the rain to put up in our apt.spent 5.00 for the tree and put it up.we were teenagers.My husband told me he did not get me anything for christmas and I went to bed and got up the next morning to a tree with presents.I would give anything in the world to have another christmas or day with him as he passed away.

bn100

10/14/2015 09:44:06 am

decorating the tree together

Sandra M

10/17/2015 10:22:58 am

My favorite memory was we were trying to make it home to Michigan from North Carolina with a new baby. Air flights were high, but we found a reasonable flight on Christmas Eve day. But it snowed and we were delayed (which is not fun with a baby), but we eventually made a flight and everyone at the airlines and rental car place were so nice and accomodating, it made our stressful day so much nicer. By the time we made it to my Uncle's for Christmas Eve with the entire family, we were so exhausted but happy to be with family. The next day, all three of us came down with the flu!

Diane Sallans

10/17/2015 05:54:36 pm

My parents left my brother & I home alone one Saturday afternoon in December. We started snooping around for any sign of Christmas presents. We found a stash in their stall shower. We didn't touch anything or peek in bags, but I did see one of those metal snow saucers - had lots of fun years on that!

Diana Huffer

10/18/2015 07:19:33 am

My sister hates it when I tell this story but I just can't help myself! :) My sister was about 2 at the time and I was around 10. Our Aunt Mary came to spend the holidays with us. Mom and dad decided to have the local Santa visit us in person. So... one evening after dinner, we heard a car drive up to the sliding glass door which just happened to have the curtain opened. This car that Santa had was so cool! It was a big Cadillac all decked out with lights, wreaths, and two flying reindeer mounted on the hood! Mom said that someone was here to see us and let the old guy in the house! Well, my sister FLEW under the dining room table and would NOT come out! He tried bribing her but nothing worked. So, with her under the table, he went through his routine. The one part he got wrong was our aunt's name -- he called her Aunt Alice! From that day forward, we called Alice her alter ego... It was hilarious!

Molly

10/20/2015 07:13:06 am

I love christmas especially when it snow because it is fun to play with my nieces in it.

Nicole Laverdure

10/20/2015 07:42:52 am

Each Christmas is special for me, because I can be with my whole family, my children and grandchildren!

Suzanne

10/20/2015 10:50:48 am

As a child, I remember the Christmas by brother and I got up very early, checked out Santa, and crawled back in bed so our very tired parents could wake us up! I remember my daughter's first Christmas (she was only 2 months old). She loved the Christmas tree lights - the teddy bear she loved later. There are many Christmases I cherish at my mother-in-law's cabin in Gatlinburg shared with my brother-in-law, his wife, their children, my late mother-in-law, my late husband, my daughter and our dogs - such wonderful times! And usually snow, too!

Nancy Luebke

10/20/2015 12:31:59 pm

When we were young, my dad and my uncle took turns playing santa to our families. When I was 7 or 8, I looked at Santa and told him that he had shoes just like my daddy. That was the last year of Santa's visit's. My uncle and my dad have both passed now but that memory is still pretty clear to me.

Joye

10/20/2015 02:30:42 pm

My fondest memories of Christmases was when all of the family left Arizona where we live and went skiing in Colorado. We did not exchange gifts but gave to the local Animal Shelters in the ski towns. It was wonderful family time together.

Mary Jane H.

10/20/2015 03:17:03 pm

I grew up in Kansas and remember most Christmases were white with snow and cold, brrrr. One year my husband and I bought a new bicycle for my son for Christmas (still in Kansas) and it was so warm that I dug out my summer clothes and was riding his new bike wearing shorts and a summer top! That didn't ever happen before that I can remember.

Bonnie Capuano

10/20/2015 08:38:01 pm

I can remember waking in the middle of the night and walking down the stairs and seeing my parents decorating the Christmas tree. When they saw me they both jumped so high and ran and got a blanket and threw it over the tree and Daddy picked me up so fast and raced upstairs and put me back in bed. I was only about 5 or 6. HA The next day they acted like nothing happened!

Linda White

10/21/2015 06:34:37 am

When I was about 8, my father bought a movie camera and projector. Our movies show my younger brother and I engaged in all types of activities, but no sound. One evening Mom filmed Dad decorating the 15 foot blue spruce in our front yard with multiple strands of old fashioned Christmas lights. We had a grand time running around, even Dad was silly and mugging for the camera. We anxiously waited for the film to be developed. On Christmas Eve we settled down to watch. Everything in the movie was black except the lights. They "floated" all over as Dad strung them on the tree. At the end they were in the shape of a tree with a bright star at the top. We always teased Dad about his "light show".

Renee Rousseau

10/21/2015 09:36:23 am

My favorite Christmas memory was when I was 3 years old and I received a stuffed black dog from Santa.

Ferne E. Knauss

10/21/2015 03:15:49 pm

One of my favorite childhood memories is coming down from my upstairs (2nd floor) bedroom and scouting around the living room to find my new book from Santa. Santa was always kind to wrap it only in red ribbons so that I could easily see the book cover. Sometimes a Christmas story but always a new book. I was always "amazed" with childhood "wonder" how it was that Santa always picked just the perfect book for me and it was always a "new" title that I had not yet read. Years later, my dear Mrs. Santa Claus (my dear Mother) explained that this was her part of the Mr. & Mrs. Santa Claus yearly delight to surprise me. Delightfully in my adult years my Mother has received her own Christmas book bag with new titles to read. I am very blessed to have my Mother at 89 years young to continue this special tradition. It is rare for us to select one of the same titles even though we 'shop' at many of the same locations and with my additions from online shopping as well.

Tina Lockwitch

10/23/2015 01:03:36 am

When I was a little girl my mom and dad would let us open one gift Christmas Eve. Then we'd get ready for bed not before putting out the cookies and milk for Santa. Then just about midnight mom would come wake my baby sister and myself up to come out to the kitchen or the living room and there sat Santa. We smiled and went and sat on his lap. He's ask if we had been very good girls? And of course we said yes and we both got one more gift to open. And flashes are going off every where lol. So after being wound up we had to go back too bed so Santa could leave and finish delivering the rest of the gifts to all the boys and girls in the world. That was and still is the best Christmas Memory I have as a little girl. Tina L

carol anderson

10/24/2015 09:09:14 am

As a kid a remember the smell of the christmas tree. I remember the smell vividly but have not been able to find a tree with the right smell

Sue G.

10/24/2015 08:08:29 pm

My favorite memory is taking the kids and cutting down a Christmas tree every year. We usually get between a 9 and 13 ft tree!! Not that the 3 girls are adults, they help carrying the heavy tree!

Elizabeth Toedt link

10/27/2015 08:24:07 am

My most memorable Christmas was Christmas of 1986. My entire family and I spent it at the Wilford Hall Medical Center cardiac care unit after my Mother had the audacity to have a heart attack just days before. Though I had not told the family yet, my now husband and I had planned to drive to San Antonio from Pensacola where we were both station to not only announce that we were getting married, but to actually get married the day after Christmas in my parents living room. Everything was secretly set, but our plans went awry with Moms hospitalization. I flew home immediately and Rudy followed with the car later. Instead of moping around the house and feeling bad about missing Christmas, we decided to take all the decorations, presents and Christmas dinner out to the hospital to share with our Mom. She, and the hospital staff, loved it! Needless to say Rudy and I did not mention the fact that we were going to get married (or even that we were engaged), and we ended up driving back to Pensacola and getting married on New Year's Eve aboard be USS Lexington, the aircraft carrier that was in port the time. What could have been a sad, tragic holiday turned into one of my families favorite memories.

Catherine Maguire

11/2/2015 08:30:21 am

Every Christmas season baking sugar cookies together with my mother and my sisters. It's great fun.

Lori Mckenzie

11/2/2015 08:48:08 am

Our best Christmas was 2011 first Christmas with my then fiancée and now husband, opened our gifts then went to lunch and opened gifts at my moms, I love Christmas, choosing gifts for my hubby, his 2 boys, my mom and my 6 nieces and nephews, looking forward to it already Happy Thanksgiving and Merry Christmas to you and you family Sheila

Susan Wilkinson

11/2/2015 10:59:36 am

My dad was in the army and when I was 9, we were stationed in Germany, living in a two bedroom apartment. Our Christmas tree was one of those silver ones that had a revolving color disk at the base (which we got rid of back in states). We had a cat that liked to rummage through the presents, which you don't want her to do, of course. So one day, we kind of missed her not being around and we searched the entire apartment which was not that big. I went outside to see if she got out, didn't see her, came back in to search again. I went in my bedroom, saw my pillow leaning against the headboard move, there she was, scrunched inside the pillow case, not a peep out of her, the little dickens.

Cynthia St. Germain

11/2/2015 11:25:34 am

I think the best Christmas memory I have is the year that my great-aunt Marie and her daughter made matching smiley face nightgowns for her daughter, my sister and myself. We looks so cute that Christmas. I remember it so well. My cousin was a teenager and didn't feel odd wearing the same material as us. Hers was just a little more grown up.

Debra Wolsleben

11/2/2015 07:19:41 pm

My favorite Christmas memory is 1977. The last year my family were together before I went into the Army. I also have many wonderful memories of the many years with my 'new' family. Now I get all the great memories with the grandchildren. The first Christmas with our first child was slim and the only physical gifts we had were from my parents and hubby's parents. And is there ever a family get together that doesn't have a glitch or two?!

bn100

11/2/2015 09:47:28 pm

when we decorate the tree together

Lori R

11/3/2015 03:51:03 am

One of my favorite memories is Christmas Eve at my grandmother's house. My sister and I got to play elves and pass out the gifts to the adults. We of course had to wait for Santa to come that night. It was snowing so bad that the adults were choosing which rooms in my grandmother's house they were going to stay in if they got stuck there. It was funny listening to my aunt choose the bathroom because there would be warm water. None of those relatives are alive today but those fun Christmases in New England live on in my heart!

Lori Church

11/3/2015 07:29:15 am

Now, I know I've had many great memorable Christmases, but 2004 was a doozie. I was in Fla. and newly found Hi school sweet heart was back in my life for a little over a month. He lived in Ohio. I'd been single Mom for 9 years and things were: I mean life, had been auto-pilot mode...you know. I thank God I had had Him all along. I took the bull by the horns and drove 1000 miles up to see him and surprise him. We had a lovely time.....ahhh, memories! He had been surprised and said we were going to meet family in Tennessee. On the road again...but enjoyable with Rob. Yep, we were placed in our separate quarters and family gathered, ate, played cards, boards games...It was great. The next day, he announced to his family (there had been about 21 of them at this condo) he wanted to marry me. Yep! He got down on one knee in front of all of them. They cheered, I said yes, we were all crying happy tears...Life hasn't been the same since.....God is good!!

Rachel McGraw

11/3/2015 05:18:21 pm

I hope that this isn't viewed as sucking up but if it is, oh well. One of my favorite memories is when we had the red carpet party at Sheila's house for the premiere of the movie on strike for Christmas. In fact, I think she still has my Santa hat. Why was it so fun? Because everyone was dressed up in their fanciest dresses and I came in my snowflake pajamas...because I was on strike for Christmas! Love you, Sheila!

Star Forbis link

11/3/2015 06:18:57 pm

I was born on Christmas Day! Of course I don't really remember it! :) Some of my siblings have never really forgiven me for disrupting their Christmas that year though!

Theresa N

11/5/2015 02:42:14 pm

We once had a dog who spent all of Christmas barking at the foot of the Christmas tree. We wanted someone to throw him the Christmas balls on the tree to fetch.

Sue King

11/6/2015 08:15:03 am

Our family would travel to the relatives every Christmas Day for an extended family celebration. I was the youngest of three and one particular year when I was three years old, my siblings devised a game for the car ride down. They would wrap various things in the car up in a blanket. They would have me "open" it and I was to say "Just what I wanted!" A great game that went on for 2 hours! Then when we got to the presents at our "Christmas" I delighted everyone by exclaiming "Just what I wanted" for every present. They were all thrilled, I still hear that story today and my siblings showed repetition is a good teaching strategy!!!!

Brittany

11/6/2015 11:59:14 am

I had many Christmases that hold a bunch of memories. But my favorite Christmas would have to be in 2012. I had just broken up with my longtime boyfriend a month prior and I wasn't in the Christmas mood at all. I just wanted to be left alone and read a book. But instead my parents insisted that I come downstairs to open presents with the family. They know how much I love to read so my mom went on her own for Christmas that year and bought me a kindle. I have never been so excited as an adult to get a present.

Janet Senk link

11/6/2015 07:57:06 pm

When me and my sisters and brothers (7 of us at that time) were little one Christmas Eve we could not go to sleep because we were so excited for Christmas and to see what Santa would bring us. I think all of us did snooze because I never heard Santa come or any noise. But at 4:00a we tiptoed down the stairs and peeked into the living room and saw these beautiful and colorful wrapped presents under and around the tree. We were having a hard time keeping quiet but we did go back upstairs to wait until 6:00a to wake our sleeping parents. It was so fun time and innocent playing.

Jennifer Coghlan

11/13/2015 06:39:35 pm

My daughter used to play with the nativity scene my mother put up each Christmas. She would even add her own Little People and various plastic animals from her playsets. My mom and I would get such a kick out of how the scene would look after she was done!

Tina henry

11/18/2015 05:55:17 pm

I would love to win

Janelle

11/20/2015 05:08:48 pm

My favorite Christmases from my childhood were the ones we spent with my mom's family in Eastern Washington. Driving over the snowy Pass, playing in the snow in their yard, sneaking bites of all the goodies Grandma baked, playing with my cousins, braving the icy roads to attend the church Christmas Eve service. But my favorite part of those Christmases was when my grandpa would pull out the old family Bible. Before we opened presents he would choose one of us grandkids to read the story of Christ's birth from Luke 2. I always secretly hoped he'd choose me. It was a reminder every year of the reason why we celebrate Christmas and helped us all to not lose sight of God's perfect gift, Jesus Christ. It's a tradition I hope to carry on with my own children.

Kelly

11/24/2015 07:37:22 pm

One of my favorite Christmas memories is my son's second Christmas. He was born two days after Christmas so he wasn't quite two years old. I don't know how much he understood about Christmas but I know he understood enough to not want to go to sleep. They start so young. :) Alex decided that in addition to saying goodnight to my mom who was staying over to celebrate Christmas moring, he would say goodnight to everything in the house...well close to everything. He toddled around in his little footie jammies saying "Goodnigh twee, goodnigh cookies, goodnigh ornabits, goodnigh pesents...and on and on he went. Super cute. I'll never forget it.

Diana Huffer

12/1/2015 07:19:16 am

My favorite Christmas happened when my sister was around 2-3 years old. Mom had set it up with the local "Santa Claus" to come to the house. Yep, I still believed... ;) Mom gave him all the pertinent information, even the details on our Aunt Mary who was sharing the holiday with us. So... we were sitting in the dining room when this HUGE car (some old convertible) with reindeer on either side of the head lights. As soon as my sister saw him, she freaked out and dove under the dining room table! OMG, it was hilarious! She finally came out and Santa was saying "Hi" to our Aunt. The only thing about it is that he called her Aunt Alice! From that day forward, we always called her by both names... :)

Catherine Maguire

12/1/2015 08:30:25 am

My favorite Christmas memory would be baking sugar cookies with my mother and my sisters, and my mom trying to stop us from eating all the cookie dough.

Linda Shook

12/1/2015 09:34:38 am

I've always loved Christmas but one in particular stands out. My family was a family of railroad workers so Christmas was celebrated whenever everyone could be together. In the mid 1970's my dad was still working swing shift as a train dispatcher and my husband was working as a brakeman. We could tell a couple days before Christmas that my husband would be called (1½ hour notice) to go to work on Christmas Day. And my dad had to work Christmas Eve and Christmas afternoon. So instead of Christmas dinner, we had Christmas breakfast. My parents and my grandmother were there~we had a blast. The husband ate, and went off to the train and my mom helped clean up the kitchen and then they left with my grandma... It was so fun, the kids were excited because they got to open gifts before breakfast and then have all day to play with them. And this tired mom, got to just relax all afternoon enjoying the memories of the morning, watching the kids play and relishing in the thought that she didn't have to cook a huge Christmas dinner, but she'd still had precious family time.

Tina henry

12/1/2015 10:13:10 am

I would love to win

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