In this thread, we talk about our Favorite Holiday memories

[honeychile]

My immediate family and several cousins went to my great-aunt's cottage next PSU the weekend before Christmas when I was 6. We woke up Christmas Eve, and we had been snowed in - as in HUGE blizzard! The guys had to dig a path to the garage to get wood (this was before there was central heating in the cottage), but to me, it was like a tunnel. We put holly on the mantel for decoration, and my great-aunt showed up out of the blue (she got a ride from the ranger!), with some pottery mugs she had just made. We drank hot cider from the mugs, ate hot dogs from over the fireplace, and my daddy read the Christmas Story to us before we went to bed. I don't think I ever felt such joy & love as that Christmas Eve & Christmas. It was a great age to realize that you didn't need tv or toys to have a wonderful Christmas!

[epchick]

Originally Posted by honeychile

We woke up Christmas Eve, and we had been snowed in - as in HUGE blizzard!

OMG that sounds like the Christmas of '94 (or '95) when it snowed heavily here. It was almost 6 inches, more than I've ever seen (we are in the desert). Anyways, my cousins and I decided to go out and have a snowball fight, well these effing kids down the street (cousins of a friend of mine) started in on the fight. We just tried to avoid them, and then they started throwing ice at us. Huge icicles and chunks of ice that have formed around the neighborhood.

I remember walking down to my friends house (i didn't know these kids were her cousins) and trying to enlist her help. Well as I walked up the street back to my house, one of the guys lifted like a 3/4 pound chunk of ice and tried to break it on my head. I swore I thought I died, it hurt so bad.

If I had known they were her cousins I would have ratted them out so bad.

[cheerfulgreek]

My childhood holidays have always been the best and traditional. I lost my dad two years ago, and the holidays haven't been the same since. I still go back to see my mom for the holidays though. It's hard because being the only child, I've always been close to both of my parents. One of the funniest thankgiving holidays that I remember was my senior year in highschool. My mom and dad had friends (his friend and his wife) over that day, but they ended up staying over until 2am. I was laughing so hard, because my dad was so mad. After they left, the next morning he just kept complaining about how they don't know how to go home. He said if they try to come over for Christmas, they're not getting in.

[SWTXBelle]

Gypsyboots (my eldest) was born December 9th. That was the best Christmas ever. I can't tell you what presents I got, or what I ate, but I had Gypsyboots. Best. Christmas. Ever.