Comments on: Making Christmas Memories to Last a Lifetime

By: Christmas Home Tour — Life As Mom

Christmas Home Tour — Life As Mom — Mon, 13 Dec 2010 01:07:07 +0000

[...] granny knit my stocking thirty-something years ago and my mom has knit coordinating stockings for my husband and kids. These Santa Stockings are a huge deal at our house. Definitely a tradition to pass [...]

By: Judy

Judy — Sun, 01 Aug 2010 23:34:32 +0000

So many memories to chose from. I think back often to my first Christmas with my husband when we were married. He had very little money. In fact, my mom sent us a Christmas tree and all the ornaments. We didn’t have much, but we had each other and loved it. I remember sitting on the couch, sipping hot chocolate looking at the lights on our poor little tree with only one present under it for each of us. I wouldn’t have traded it for the world.

By: Brandy W.

Brandy W. — Sat, 31 Jul 2010 19:24:33 +0000

I subscribe to your blog already.

By: Brandy W.

Brandy W. — Sat, 31 Jul 2010 19:24:07 +0000

My favorite Christmas memories from a child would be snooping and finding wrapped gifts and peeking at them (then, trying to tape them back up just like Momma did).

By: Nancy

Nancy — Fri, 30 Jul 2010 00:34:36 +0000

My favorite memory was heading to my Grandma and Grandpa’s house once we had opened presents at our house!

By: Colleen F

Colleen F — Fri, 30 Jul 2010 00:31:27 +0000

Just found this blog. Cool site. I love the stockings your mom and grandma made. What a cool memory and tradition to pass down.

I also just signed up to be a email subscriber.

By: kriswithmany

kriswithmany — Thu, 29 Jul 2010 21:11:30 +0000

And I subscribe to your feed too.

By: kriswithmany

kriswithmany — Thu, 29 Jul 2010 21:09:36 +0000

The Christmas I gave my dad a baby doll, announcing our first pregnancy. The look on his face was priceless.

By: Catherine

Catherine — Thu, 29 Jul 2010 20:57:22 +0000

Subscriber via google.

By: Catherine

Catherine — Thu, 29 Jul 2010 20:57:02 +0000

I remember Christmas when I was 10. I had begged and begged my parents for a pet for ages and ages, and finally they decided I could have a pet Hamster. It was about a week or two before Christmas and the night of our school concert. I was supposed to be playing a Christmas Carol on the Xylophone and my parents told me about 10 minutes before I went on that I could go choose a Hamster the next day. I was running round the school telling everyone and my teacher was trying to calm me down before I went on stage. I got my Hamster and his name was Twinkle. He lived to the ripe old age of 4.