Wednesday, December 27, 2006

Christmas Eve Memory

Twas the night before Christmas and all through the house.....

yada, yada, yada....

sitting in the rocking chair, watching tv with the little ones and out of nowhere I hear a "thump".
I turn the tv down and the older one says, "Mom, turn it up, I can't hear."
"Shhhhh," I reply, "I thought I heard something."
We sat. Waited. We actually heard sleigh bells coming from above outside.
Child jumps for the window and I tell her, "No! We gotta get to bed. I bet that's really Santa!"
So she runs for her bedroom.... en route, she proclaims, "Holy Smokes, Mom!!"

Now that was the funniest thing that happened. Well, following a close second would be at my parent's house..... the image pulling into the driveway and seeing my father on a ladder with rabbit ears and duct tape getting ready for the Cowboys to lose.

1 comment:

Anonymous said...

Memories are what it's all about! They will stay with you all the time no matter what!