My memory, is when my mother would make christmas cookies and my 2 sisters and I would each decorate them. We made one special for Santa Claus. We put them on a plate, along with a glass of milk and carrot for the reindeer.
In the morning, we would look at the christmas tree with it's lights and packages wrapped so neatly, but, first, we wanted to see which Christmas cookie santa chose to eat.
Well, each year Santa had eaten them all, but, each year we do the same

The year I go my doll, I still have her. Her eyes don't move anymore and she is a bit "aged" but she is mine!

1973 - Opening my gift from Mom & Dad - a Singer Featherweight sewing machine. I was 13 years old, learning to sew, and as they say, the rest is history :) I still have the old girl, sews as well today as the first day I got her.

I got ice skates and my parents had flooded our side yard so I could use them right away and learn at home. What an awesome day that was.

The year my dad convinced us to leave a beer for Santa instead of the milk. I was so surprised that Santa actually drank the beer with his cookies.

Daddy had been hurt in a farming accident so there wasn't a lot of extra money. Mom and Dad had always told us that they had to pay Santa so that he could afford to have all the hay and oats shipped in to feed the reindeer. Being farm kids we understood that. Mom told us that she could only afford to spend $5 on each of us so we should pick something that cost $5 or less. OH NO! The little stuffed dalmation I wanted was $7! When the store owner asked me if I was going to have Santa bring me "Freckles" (I'd already named him) for Christmas, I explained the whole story. He listened intently and just nodded as though he understood completely. Imagine my surprize on Christmas morning when Freckles was waiting for me under the tree! Not only did I get the dog but a neighbor had given mom a large teenage doll that her daughter didn't want and mom had made lots of clothes for her. I don't remember what my younger brothers had asked for but the neighbor had also given mom some like-new toy tractors and farm equipment that her boys had outgrown. Even though money was tight and we thought we weren't going to have a very big Christmas it was one of the best ever.

One year Santa had gone way overboard the entire living room covered in presents my mom was a single mom and all I remember is the unwrapped sleeping bags and her love!

Haveing a live tree ! And we would throw tinsel on it and after we went to bed they would pull it and drape it and Christmas morning was when the lights were turned on the 1st time and the tinsel made the color lites spectacular ! And of course the smell of the tree ! Thanks this was a gift in and of itself to recall that. Warm hugs

Going with my Dad to pick out the tree, I felt so important! And getting my ice skates, daddy flooded our driveway so I could skate in a safe spot. And seeing my big dsis ccome throiugh the front door dressed to the nines yelling Merry Kiss My a__. she had been living in New York at the time, and we didn't know she was coming. That became our special greeting to each other until she died.

The first Christmas Eve after my divorce, I was all alone, my daughter had went to her dads. The house was soo empty and cold ( living on very tight budget). I had gotten out her presents to put under the tree. That year I had got her pantys, bras and sox along with a few other presents for Christmas. I had started crying when I was putting out her gifts, then I kinda just loss it and started hanging all the pantys ( yes there was a thong ) bras and sox on the tree. She was so astonished when she came home Christmas day!to find a tree covered in underware lol. This has become a Tradition that we continue to this day! Merry Christmas.
oops, suppose to be childhood memory, but we really did not have Christmas when II was a child, family to strick.