I remember as a kid we would go to church on Christmas eve night, then when we got home, we got to open one gift, then straight to bed. I even got left behind one year, with 6 of us kids, parents relied on each of us to keep and eye out for one another. Dad and Mom thought I had gotten into the car with the others, only to find when they got home that I wasn't in the back seat with my brothers, all 4 older than me. When they headed back to church, they were met by another church family and I was on the lap of the lady from church. I can vaguely remember it, and I had called the lady Grandma Meada. When we got home, we got our present and I got a baby doll that year, probably like every year, but I do remember her. After that event, I was about 5, I think, that year, but my parents then did head counts and name calls before we left everytime we got loaded into the car after that night. I can remember my Mom talking about how they didn't know I wasn't there, except afterwards they should have known she said, for I was always talking non stop and the car was quiet. Good thing this wasn't a scaring memory, for I don't remember being scared of being left behind after that. So I wasn't clingy or anything while growing up. So no harm was done and the nice people of the church were nice enough to start to take me home.
I love the sounds of Christmas songs. Oh Holy Night has to be one of my farvorite ones. Silent Night, Away in A Manger, and oddly enough, the humor and beat to Grandma Got Ran Over By A Reindeer, too. Most days it doesn't take much to entertain me. lol I don't like the quote, but.... I am..... a blonde......and have many such moments in life, in which I like to laugh about.......for humor for the soul makes the wrinkles be laugh lines....Merry Christmas to all...........................
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