My favorite Christmas memory was when my 36 year old was almost 2. We were living in a truck at the time. Things went a little better and we ended up in a motel in a po-dunk town with nothing at all. I found some construction paper and my babygirl and I taped pieces together and built a Christmas tree on the wall. My baby got blocks, I got an art book to learn to draw and her dad got a fishing reel. We went to the frozen creek and he caught 3 fishes....Christmas dinner. We were so truly blessed....each need was met and a gift each! Simplicity and Love.