My favorite memory of when my brothers were 3 and 6 respectfully was when they would wake up early (5 am) Christmas morning. They would first go to my parents room and bring their stockings, after they have already opened everything inside of them. They had to share with them how good they were because Santa came. Then my mom would make coffee and Christmas goodness cake (coffee cake, so good....mmmmm). My mom would make them wait until at least 6 am to wake me up, my dad set up the video camera to capture every hilarious moment.
At 6 am sharp they would be waiting outside my door that was closed giggling until my mom gave the OK boys to come bombard me with "look what Santa brought, look look....". They would both proceed to dump their stockings on my bed to show me everything. From the toys, chocolate, socks, etc....They the 6 year old would put all their stuff back into their stockings so the 4 year old could dump mine. Forgetting that they had already been through my stocking and took out, unwrapped, and bit what was in there. In fact the 6 year old was wearing my new watch and scarf, 3 year old had chocolate all over his face and was playing with my new unwrapped CD that I had already (good luck taking that one back). They would make me get up to see what else was left for them by Santa.
As a family we opened gifts and video taped the entire thing from the oohs and ahhhs to the oh great thanks for that's. I got a kick out of the faces both my brothers would make and the caios the would ensue. When one would open a gift that the other liked and they would want to open to play, and vice versa. It took a long time to open gifts and the laughter would last a lifetime.
The fact that I got more happiness having my family open what I had picked out specifically for them is better than any gift I could have gotten from them. Being together and playing games, opening the toys for them to enjoy and having them so excited to show me what they had makes me want that time back.
So this Christmas season give the gift of a smile or a laugh. Forge memories for that is the true gift.
What is your gift of plenty?
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