My sister reads my blog often and claims it helps her tackle her often overwhelming days. Tomorrow we will head to my parents for our Christmas weekend with my family. To try and make her smile...here are two of my favorite childhood Christmas memories featuring her in a leading role.
When we were little we put our stockings outside our bedroom doors. When we woke up we could get our stocking and enjoy them in the quiet of our own room...until it was "time" (specified clearly by my parents the night before). Then we could wake up mom and dad, share what we got in the stocking, and then slowly head downstairs...all together. My sister was probably 3 or 4 and really hoping for a Mickey Mouse Talking phone. While we were showing mom and dad stockings...she snuck downstairs....the next thing we heard, "Mom! I got a Mickey Mouse Talking Phone!" My brother and I were devestated that our little sister broke the rules - how dare her!
Another sister memory - the year she got my mom this
This year she will be a mom for Christmas...she won't just be making drinks, chopping veggies, and helping run the show. Instead she will be changing diapers, paying attention to the clock and when Eli last ate, pooped, and napped. She will monitor her cocktails closely, not partake in any dairy treats, and will be exhausted and running on adrenaline. We are all so excited to see Eli experience his first Christmas. Our gift to the little bugger is bigger than he is! EEEK! Christmas with my family is about being with them all at the same time, leisurely opening gifts, cocktails, walks in the dark to look at lights, playing games, and laughter. I am looking forward to every second and I know it is all going to go too fast. See you Saturday Sister!