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Christmas Through the Eyes of a Child
Christmas was always a huge holiday in our household. Since my parents were generally frugal, we didn’t get a lot of toys or gifts throughout the year. Therefore, my parents went out of their way to make Christmas special for us.
I still remember laying in my bed as a child, anticipating Santa’s arrival. Would I hear him come into the house? Would I be able to stay awake long enough to find out? Fortunately, I always fell asleep and Santa was able to deliver my gifts without being discovered. The next morning, my sister or brother would rush into my room and wake me up around 6:00 a.m. In hindsight, I’m sure that my parents had wished we would sleep in a little longer!!! Regardless, when we entered the living room, we would always see what appeared to be a giant mountain of toys. I can remember clearly how the huge amount of gifts that we received looked in front of the tree. I’m not sure if we really did receive a ton of gifts, or if it just seemed that way. It was definitely a special occasion in our household, and I have fond memories of Christmas from throughout my childhood.
Christmas Through the Eyes of a Parent
Now that I am a parent, I am seeing Christmas from the other side. Obviously, I want to buy my daughter everything that her heart desires. Yet, I know that that is a bad deal – both for her and for me. While my children certainly will be getting some presents and toys this year, it won’t be excessive. Truth be told, we really didn’t spent that much money on them at all. Since they don’t get toys or gifts thoughout the rest of the year, hopefully they will see the same mountain of toys that I clearly remember as a child.
Since becoming a parent, my favorite Christmas memory is of my (now) 3-year-old daughter during Christmas 2011. On Christmas Eve, we made cookies for Santa and sat them out with a glass of milk. On Christmas morning, Santa had eaten the cookies and drank the milk. To our surprise, Santa also had written both of my daughters a letter. As my husband read the letter to my daughter, her eyes got huge with disbelief. She simply could not believe that Santa had written her a letter. She thought it was the most amazing thing that she had ever seen! I will never forget the look of wonder and excitement in her eyes.
I love Christmas – not only because “Santa” visits our home, but also for the religious holiday and the traditions of the season. Now that I am a parent, I am truly looking forward to seeing my children’s eyes this Christmas as they see the huge mountain of gifts before their eyes. I can only hope that they will have the same fond memories of Christmas that I do and that – one day – they will realize why Santa didn’t buy them every single thing that they wanted. Now, I am going to leave you with my favorite Christmas song. Happy Holidays, everyone!