Christmas Memory Making: Yoda and The Robot
Christmas is, for me, a time of memory making.
I have so many happy memories of Christmas, thanks to my mom. I desperately want to pass on the same gift to my children.
This year has been especially fun as Scrappy is now old enough to remember, years from now, all that we experience.
Hanging lights outside with Dad; “helping” hold the ladder. Taking the train into downtown to see Christmas in the Park. I think he liked the train more than the lights…or Mudge, our house elf, who spies on the boys by day, carrying tales of their naughty and nice-ness home to Santa by night.
I think part of me is a little afraid that I have a limited number of Christmases with my children. I may not have a lifetime of opportunities to instill these memories. There are so many “what ifs…?”
One tradition I especially loved was picking out an ornament of my own each year. I still have these treasures, back to the very first: a wooden Santa marionette that was bought on Pier 39 when I was five. They all hang on my family tree now.
I wanted to do the same for our boys – ornaments that they would choose, that would travel with them one day to their own homes and delight their own children.
Glittery snowflakes or icicles, maybe.
Silly Santos, or snowmen, or nutcrackers.
Miniature stockings, or ice skates, or elves.
So many charming and delightful choices…
Yet what did they choose to grace our family tree this year, and one day, their own?
What’s hanging on YOUR tree?
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