Above: Brother, Momma, me, and Daddy
Hello SOTGC community,
I hope most of you are still in bed, or are watching your children, nieces or nephews, cousins, etc open presents. I remember when I was a kid, there were 20 of us first cousins on my Mother’s side when I was growing up. We all used to get together at my Great Grandmother’s house for Christmas morning. The kids would have to suffer through a formal breakfast, dressed in our Christmas dresses and suits, and then the adults would line us up (by order of age) before they would let us up into the living room to see our stockings and presents.
For 5-30 minutes all you could hear was tearing (of wrapping paper), squeals of delight, shouts of “Mommy, Daddy! Looks what Santa brought me!!!!” And our parent’s fake “Ohhhhh….You must have been a GOOD girl/boy. Santa told me he was going to get you that.”
I look back on those moments, the times I spent shredding through the wrapping paper and giggling with delight, and I remember the innocence I had at that age. Now, decades later, my family gets together and Dad has to wake my brother and I up to come see what “santa” brought us. We sit in the living room, drinking coffee, sitting in our PJs, and teasing each other about the latest debacle one of us has landed in, and it’s a different kind of wonder and joy.
So….for those of you who celebrate it…Merry Christmas to you. May your morning be filled with laughter, fun, squeals of delight from the young ones, and smiles of fondness and indulgence from those of us who prefer to give, than to receive.
Below: My brother and little cousin….men bonding 🙂