This is a photo of Donna and me. I'm over by the christmas tree. We both loved the dolls we got for Christmas that year. I think my mom said this was taken in 1957.
We are a bit older in this photo. It was another christmas of ours. I'm on the left, then Donna and Brenda...and Wendy smack in the middle. This was taken in 1969.
Well the photos might be small but these are part of the past when I was a child. We are all dressed here in "red" for christmas. Left to right: Me, Brenda, Wendy and Donna. Take out your magnifying glass and enjoy them. I'm guessing that I was 9 or 10 here...so 1962. Wendy was born in 1961...so must be 1962.
Well let's see how good my memory is. I remember as far back when most of our trees were "tabletop". Why is that? Well my mom said they had a big tall tree up and she heard a crash come from the livingroom and well, she found 2 tiny girls beneath the tree branches with broken ornaments lying on the floor. She puts the blame on Donna for bringing the tree down. Since most of the ornaments were broken from the lower branches...she had the tree cut down to fit our card table. So from that year one...we had tabletop Christmas trees. But once we were old enough...then the Big Trees came back.
I also remember going to my Grandmother Odell's place on christmas eve...we would get together with my Dad's side of the family at her place. In later years, they would take turns. But when we got home... we would place our cookies and milk out on the table for Santa Claus. Mom told us he worked so hard thru the year that he needed his cookies and milk to help him make his rounds delivering toys around the world. Then we would get all dressed in our jammies and were tucked into bed...and then my mom would put on Christmas music for us to fall asleep to. Oh, I loved listening to the Christmas music, especially listening to Bing Crosby.
Then when morning came...and this would be like this year after year...we would wake up and run out to the tree and start looking for our names on the gifts. But we couldn't open them until our Dad came up from the barn. My dad was a farmer...so he had quite a few cows to milk. So we waited for some time til he was finished. But we got to open our gifts before we had breakfast. There was one christmas that was really good...we didn't get many things, but we enjoyed every gift we got. But there was this one year that I really enjoyed so much....I tell my mom about it...it was the year I got a silver flying saucer...(a sled) and a cash register box with money in it...toy money. Boy I think that was one of my favorite christmas's. Then we had years where my dad actually made us things for our dolls...he made each of us dollhouses for our Barbie dolls. Yes, we had good christmases. On Christmas Day...we would travel to our Grandmother and Grandfather Westcott's place and have our meal. (my mother's parents)
But I knew I would goof here....in between all this...we would prepare for christmas a few weeks prior by making homemade cookies and making decorations. Well my mom made the cookies and she made the decorations which we would put up thru the house. They made the house look so pretty. As for the cookies...yummy!...she made cut-out pressed cookies and we would put different colored icing on them and some sprinkles on them. She also made her datenut pinwheel cookies too. I can't think of the name of these cookies...but she would use a funny contraption and the dough would squirt out of the tip of it. But all her christmas cookies were delicious.
As we got older...we had our christmas meals at home and there was one year we had my Grandma Westcott up to the house on Christmas Eve. We fixed her a christmas stocking and surprised her with it. That was such a nice christmas with my grandmother to celebrate it with us. I miss my Grandma very much...also my Grandpa and my Grandmother Odell too. I wish I had met my Grandpa Odell but he passed away before I was born.
But I did and do have a lovely family and it is filled with so many memories......and this is one of them that I wanted to share with you all.
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