We hope this Christmas finds you well and your holiday is full of love and memories. We’d like to share a few memories and traditions with you today.
I’d always wanted to make a gingerbread house, but it never seemed to happen! One year I was bound and determined. My mom was kind enough to help me make the gingerbread and icing and piece it together. Then I went to town with decorating. (My first gingerbread roof almost caved in with all the chocolate I put on top.) It was so fun! We don’t do it every year, but every once in a while, my mom and I make a real gingerbread house. She’s getting to like it more and more. In fact, she’s the one that’s brought it up the last couple years!
When I was 17 my mom wanted to get a picture of her three children with Santa. My brother was six at the time, so it wasn’t abnormal for us to still visit the man in the red suit. Being 17, I had no desire to talk to Santa, but my mother insisted that I take a picture with my siblings. Luckily, Santa was sitting on a rather large chair, so I could sit in the picture without being on Santa’s lap (or super close for that matter). I smiled, waiting for the camera to flash so I could get out of there, when Santa started giving me a hard time about not wanting to talk to him. He promised me that I would get worms for Christmas if I didn’t tell him what I wanted. Later, on Christmas morning, I came downstairs to find a container of gummy worms. My parents thought Santa’s threat was hilarious and followed through!
When I was born, I arrived with bright eyes and curly hair — the darling baby of the family. The comparisons to Shirley Temple were natural from the start. How fitting it was to receive a Shirley Temple doll for Christmas 1974! Shirley is still with me these days a little worse for the wear, but still a treasured part of my childhood and Christmas. May this season be filled with cherished memories for you and your family. Merry Christmas!
Ever since I was little my family has gone to see the lights at Temple Square in Salt Lake City during the month of December. The lights are plentiful and absolutely magnificent! I have fond memories of bundling up and walking around to see the lights, listening to the Mormon Tabernacle Choir singing throughout the square, watching the nativity program, and then getting some hot chocolate on our way home to warm cold noses and toes. Something about the lights, being with family and friends, and being outside in the snow really gets me into the spirit of the holidays. May you and your family have a wonderful Christmas and a happy new year!
My favorite memory is, and always has been, with all of my family down south in Arkansas. Christmas dinner, opening presents, playing in the snow with cousins, and the comfortable silences of a crackling fire. It’s been a long time since I’ve shared a holiday with them, and I miss them so much. Such warm childhood memories.
Getting a good picture of the dogs in their Christmas hats has always been a challenge. With one person manning the camera and two trying to coerce the dogs into sitting pretty you’d think it wouldn’t be that big a deal. And yet it is. By the time we’re finished, the humans are sweating, the dogs have eaten a week’s worth of treats, and at least 100 photos were taken all in hopes for one good picture. But alas, we have yet to have one that is “THE” picture-perfect photo. But looking back at the outtakes is as much fun as taking the pictures. This is last year’s with just the pups (getting three dogs together was too much to hope for). And yes, those are Santa hats, not sailor hats.
This photo was taken in December 1999 for the first Christmas card my husband Marc and I sent as a married couple. Although holiday cards and letters mean different things to different people, I’m a big fan of both sending and receiving them. I’ve kept every holiday card, photo, and letter that’s come my way over the past 25 years, and have also saved copies of the ones I’ve sent in those 25 years. It’s a gift of an annual walk down memory lane that I give myself and a tradition I hope to keep alive for many more years.
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