Ohhhhhhhhhhh OH (waving my hands) you don't have to take your time to go back and read everything it is ALL litteones fault!

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Ohhhhhhhhhhh OH (waving my hands) you don't have to take your time to go back and read everything it is ALL litteones fault![/quote]

Oh You You...Peachy you big meany....... liar liar pants on fire

NAUGHTY List,I think not.I am on Santas' Morality patrol.He put me in charge of determining if adult intentions were good,honest and pure and that is the truth so help me Santa Clause,Easter Bunny,Tooth Fairy and all that is good and pure!I shall not be bribed with fat quarters(batik), chocolate(milk) or any other goodies,my report shall be true and honest.So you better watch out.I might be willing to listen to one of Santas Elves pleading your cases esp. if he wears a fireman suit but we shall see if that is necessary.

A fireman's suit???? The Hunk Santa's helper( we will call him Elfis) is wearing a short santa suit??? with suspenders?? Not a fireman's suit. Are you telling me that you like your hunks in a firemans suit??? Now the tune is changing. I think you are hiding the true and honest YOU!!!! STILL ON THE NAUGHT LIST!!!!

Funny thing about morality it depends on how you look at it. When my daughter was is high scool a bunch of her friends both girls and guys around 17 - 18 yo were talking about morality and a few of them said what high standards their families had. Funny part was that they ones who CLAIMED their family had such high morals and values had sisters who slept around at the age of 16 or were pregnant by 18, not married. The guys hooked up with whoever would go to bed with them. The 1 boy who was so high and mighty about his family and the high standards they had his dad was having an affair. It was know to most of the other parents.
I don't know why I am writting this it is not too start a debate about morals it is just something I thought of since sbridge22 said she is on morality patrol.

Well...at this time of year, "Santa Patrol" is a little bit more important- especially Secret Santa Patrol. So, those of you being so naughty and then pointing fingers at each other had better watch out I think. Have you ever noticed how BIG Santa's ears are?

I think that "Santa Patrol" is the most important thing on this site since he will be the one who gives us presents or not! and YES I have noticed how big santa's ears are??!!! They are bigger then you know who?? Littleone's. She leads you to believe that they are teeny tiny small but they really are the size of Dumbo?.. Santa's are all most as BIG.

I'm dreaming of a white Christmas....... Just like the ones I used to know........ where the tree ..tops.. glisten... and children listen... to hear... sleigh bells in the snow...........

I just love that song!!!!!!!!! When my dad was alive he used to sing it to me when we were out driving looking at all the pretty lights when I was a kid. He had such a beautiful voice. At christmas time I always remember that. It is very special to me. DOES ANYBODY ELSE HAVE SPECIAL MEMORIES OF A SPECIAL CHRISTMAS??

P.S. Good Morals are Very Improtant!!!!! To me anyway!!! Just so everyone knows! I was just trying to be funny with the pictures. I promise I will be good ? :evil: maybe for a little while

Yes and it is rather strange.This is my kids favorite memory.My son was 10mand my daughter 5. We lived in Dallas,TX. and I worked for hospice and was on-call Christmas Eve.Of course I got called out to go to a death and pronounce a patient about 7:00p.m. just as we were starting activities.My mom was there and offered to drive so we all piled in her van and off we went singing Christmas carols,eating cookies and looking at lights.We got there and they stayed in the car for about an hour until the funeral home came and I had done all I needed to do.Then we headed home.Many years later both my kids said that was there favorite memory and I ask why because it sure was not what I would have picked and they both said it was because I put them first even though I was working and caring for others and because it made them realize we weren't promised a tomorrow and each day is a gift from God.Kids can sure amaze you and surprise you.I am thankful my kids got the true meaning of Christmas.

[quote=abonda]Me! Me! I do!!!!!!!!!!!!

There is a Christmas that will stand out for me the rest of my life. Well actually 2.

The first was when my son was in 4th grade. A boy in his class dad committed suicude on Thanksgiving day. The family was losing their house and even giving way their dog because they couldn't afford to feed it. Jim said this boy wore the same pants to school everday and only had 2 different shirts. Jim asked how much I was going to be spending on him for Christmas becasue he would like to take 1/2 of that money and buy the boy some clothes. Joyce then said she would give up 1/2 of what she was going to get to buy pressies for the mom and brother. Joyce was in 2nd grade. Young to know there was no Santa but more importantly they knew it was the birth of Jesus. We always had a bithday cake that said Happy Birthday Jesus on it. Anyway there wasn't on line shopping at the time so we looked through the JC Penney's catalogue and got the boy clothes, his brother a religious pendent and I can't remember what we got the mom. I was making rosaries at the time and they all got a pair of rosaries. (they were Catholic) We brought boxes of food, for Christmas breakfast and dinner with letovers to spare. After Christmas eve dinner my ex would take me and the children to Our Lady of the Island Shrine as they had the most beautiful Nativity and that was our Christmas tradition to go there. On the way home we passed by the boys house and left the pressies on the front porch. We were quiet as mice. When we got home I called their house, this was before caller ID. I told the mom there were pressies for them outside. She asked me to hold on and she went to see. The next thing I heard was shouts of happiness. She got back on the phone crying and asked who I was, I didn't tell her. To this day this story was never told to anyone, only me, my ex and my children knew who left those pressies on a cold Christmas Eve for a family of a child not a friend only a child in my sons class.

The second was........during my divorce my ex wasn't paying any support. We had nothing not even food. I was selling everything we owned including the furniture. Our church called they had pressies for us. I don't know who told them we were in such need but the people had to know us as it was all stuff we liked or needed. Joyce got a winter jacket, Jim a history book(he now has his BS in history) along with a gift card for Borders Books. I had a teapot collection but that had to get sold off however my gift from the church was a teapot. We also received a turkey Christmas dinner. There was a convent about a mile from our home at the time and we knew some of the nuns from religious instructions. We were invited to spend Christmas eve at the convent. OH OH I forgot we have no family it is just me and my 2 children and if we weren't invited there we would have been home alone as I wasn't able to make the drive to the Shrine as we did in the past with their dad. It was the most beautiful Christmas Eve. We went to Mass with the nuns and their families in the Convent Chapel. After Mass we attended a mid night dinner party at the Convent. The nuns wearing their habits and the priest dressed in black. What a big celebration but then again it was Christmas Eve. It was the most wonderful, beautiful Christmas I ever had. Jim, Joyce and I were poor and all alone but on Jesus birthday God took care of us.

Oh I forgot there really were 3. Jim was born Dec 15 but we had to stay in the hospital for a week. My ex had our apartment all decorated, a tree up and Christmas PJ's for Jim. When we arrived home on Dec 23. Jim was the best Christmas pressie I ever got.

1 more I promise this is it. Last Christmas...........I got to spend it with Joyce because on June 14 2009 I was told she would not live beyond that night with the injuries she had.

I JUST LOVE LOVE THAT STORY. YOU HAVE WONDERFUL CHILDREN!!!!

Trupeach what touching stories!!!!! The most important thinks in life, LOVE FAITH FRIENDS Thanks for sharing such touching and wonderful stories.



ANYONE ELSE?

My favorite was the Christmas after my dad passed away, I had received a quilt from my aunt the previous year and my sisters had said they hoped Aunt Margie got them the next year, well I told them it wouldn't matter cause they still wouldn't get one, because I was the favorite. Well that next Thanksgiving my father passed away, and Christmas Eve my Mom wanted all 3 of us girls to drive out to her house (it was 2 hours away)to get her for Christmas, when we got there she said there was a gift for each of in our Daddys Room. After I had teased my sisters so bad, my dad had ordered 3 quilts from my Aunt for our Christmas gifts. She had finished them right before he died, so my Aunt had a label embroidered for each of the quilts so that we would always remember that Christmas

Sniffle sniffle, Kleenex time. Very touching memories for you and your family, Peachy. Thank you for sharing.


I have a couple of memories that have always come to mind around Christmas time.

The Christmas I was 12 and my little sisters were 2 our family had been going through some hard times since my dad had taken ill. We basically had no money for presents or a Christmas dinner. Well on Christmas Eve there was a knock on the door and upon opening it my mom and I found boxes of food; enough for a whole week, turkey dinner included. And there were presents. I still remember there were two dolls that needed some clothing, so mom and I dressed them with some of my old doll clothes. One doll in particular had some damage to her toes. The girls were told that one of Santa’s reindeer had been hungry and nibbled on the toes. Mom and I were so happy and laughing as we were putting the presents under the tree. To this day I can't remember if I got anything.

I still remember the first Christmas with my first husband. We were living in Vancouver where there weren’t very many white Christmases. We had gone for a walk that Christmas Eve and while walking the biggest snowflakes you every seen started to falling. We were young and silly dancing down the sidewalk and catching snowflakes on our tongues. I remember this special memory every Christmas. I like to believe he is up there remembering that special Christmas eve too.

What wonderful stories, I feel I got to know you all a little better with the stories you shared.

Isn't it strange that the Christmas that were hard on us is the ones we remember were special, not with sadness but with LOVE!!!!!!!!

I better stop I am getting all mushy here and SUPER PEACH is NOT a mush!!!!!!!!!

Your right it is the ones that were not perfect that seem to mean so much more to me than the Norman Rockwell ones.

ok.. this is my Special Christmas memory that's my most treasured.

My father passed away in 2007, and my daughter was born on December 15, the next year. So he never met her. At Christmas of 08 I was in the family room relaxing with the baby and there were some presents already under the tree (we decided that we wouldn't do a huge Christmas because I wasn't in the mood for anything huge. My grandmother (who was 87 at the time) and my mom were with my husband, daughter and me. We opened up the few packages we had early, and went to eat dinner. Every bit of wrapping paper was picked up, and each of us had our gifts in a pile. We went into the other room which has a clear view of the family room and ate Christmas dinner. Mom and I cleaned up while my husband went into the family room with the baby and my grandmother. They walked in and my husband called "Jenn, get here now!" I thought something was horribly wrong with the baby from the tone in his voice. Mom and I ran into the family room and sitting under the tree was a wooden train that I had when I was little that my dad had made for me. I picked it up and on the bottom of it it looked like a small letter E was carved in the bottom of it. My daughters name is Emma.

No door opened, and no one came into the house. SO my best Christmas memory is my father giving his granddaughter a handmade gift that was once mine (and no one had seen it for over 20 years)

I don't know how it got there, or where it was, or how the E got there, but it was there and Emma has something from her grandfather.

Ok.. I'm stopping because I'm in tears. Dad's birthday would have been on November 9th.. so yea, it's getting close.

Great and touching stories everyone!

I must have been a very good girl this year, because I already got my secret santa package!!!!!!!!(Oh dear Santa, thank you )

Now to resist opening until December 12th!!!!! :mrgreen:

OMG I have tears running down my face. Your dad was there, they come back to check on family a few weeks before and after their birthday and death days and sometimes for holidays. There is no explaining why, they just do and they will also let you know they were there.

open it no one will know!!!!!!! lol don't ruin the surprise. put the package out of sight, the wait isn't as bad as if it is right in front of your face.

my ss told me that i was her person, this is not a joke. i will have no surprise. when i asked who she had she said YOU. i thought she was kidding and said WHO do you REALLY have again she said YOU. the info i sent about what i wanted was totally out of the box for me, no one in a million years would have guessed what i asked for in FQ's, it has been confirmed she is my ss and i cried! i wish she didn't tell me.

But Tru, it will still be a surprise what's in the package.
;)

OK, I am hiding mine.

The fun part to me was wondering who they were not the pressies themself. last year I kept teasing my own person who was SHOCKED when she found out I was here SS. She thought I was being me, the naughty peach because I kept encouraging her to open it. I actually sent her 2 packages about 1 week apart to throw her off. I am excited about my person and the stuff I got her. I guess that is the important part.

MIRACLES REALLY DO HAPPEN!!!

Absolutely Peach!! you got that right! It's better to give than to receive. You will be blessed two fold!!! The true spirit of Christmas. :thumbup: :D

To those of you who shared your special stories...thank you..those are all touching and amazing!

Peachy...now you know that even if you think you do know for sure...you don't. Things do seem to get swapped around somehow and things change, so ya' just never know! And if you don't get off the naughty list, you won't have to worry about it anyway..:wink:

Jennifer22206----You aren't the only one with tears running down her face. That is the sweetest story I've heard in a long time. I'm still tearing up just thinking about your MIRACLE!!!

Sorry Patty I KNOW 100% without a dought, I would bet my stash on it!!!!!!!! And things will not get changed.

Hey Peachy do you like my toes??????????????

I hope you keeps those toes covered when you go out if you met a guy who has a toe fettish he'll just suck those toes off your feet. :lol: :lol:

Well now, just who wears sandals to show off their toes in the North Pole???? Santa probably doesn't even remember what real toes look like! He is a wee bit heavy and probably hasn't seen his in a while :lol:

Patty lots of people wear sandles in the Pole, that's what we call it up here. Since there is so much ice and snow all the sidewalks have heat blowers on the side and heat coils under the pavement through the entire village. That is easier to maintain and cost less then snow and ice removal. Some times it gets down right HOT walking back and forth from building to building. Didn't you see the pic of Santas helper on page 56? He is wearing shorts didn't you wonder why???????? Now you know!!!!!!!!

I've started making my little person their present(s) he he ... having so much fun in the workshop :D

This sounds like a lot of "hooey" to me :roll:

Whoo hoo! Santa's elf has only one more gift to make!

When did you get to the Pole?????????? I haven't seen you around yet it says your location is Santas Workshop? Are you with abonda in the igloo or are you staying at the lodge??????
I am just down the hill from abonda by the snowcone sign. Where have you been hiding that you haven't had dinner with me and abonda. Tonight we are having a quilting bee, wanta come???????????? We are making a quilt for Santa and Mrs Clause so shhhhhhhh it is a secret. Since Mrs Clause waits up on Christmas night until Santa gets back we thought she could have a nice new quilt to cuddle under. Have you been to their house? The quilt on their couch is pretty raggy but then again it is 123 years old. If you want to help us come to the lodge at 7:30 and don't forget chocolate and PJ's......this is going to be an all nighter.

What workshop???????????? Are you at the Pole and hiding too?????? Read the above comment, we are having a quilting bee........you are more then welcome to come.

BRING FABRIC!!!!!!!!!!!!!! or batting we are runnning low and I don't know when Santa expects another shipment. Is it wrong that we are taking stuff from Santas workshop/warehouse to make a pressie for him???????

IT IS NOT HOOEY!!!!!!!!!! You are just jealous because you are not one of the elite and invited by Santa to live at the Pole for a few weeks out of the year. SO,SO just go fry up some frog legs and have yourself some lunch!!!!!!!!!!

NO.... I'm at the Annex Workshop... His main workshop is strictly for toys for good boys and girls.. I'm at his annex workshop for good gals and gents :D.... Different department...

Now now Peachy ... what did that poor frog do to you that you would wish that fate on him ...

Remember to be calm ... Santa's Watching YOU (he's everywhere)