Thursday, December 14, 2006

One Of My Favorite Christmas Memories

As a child we would put out our stockings and go to bed. The next morning we would have to find where Santa hid our stocking. One year Santa hid it in plain sight from the upstairs banister. I remember being able to see my stocking and some of the presents left to me but because my mother wanted her coffee we had to wait. It was torture but it made the wait all the more exciting to me. It is also probably what made it so memorable. By the way, that year I received a Cabbage Patch Kid horse which I named Snowball.

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