When I was a kid, Christmas was like Chanukah: 8 days (almost) of presents. My mother had seven siblings, so we had Christmas celebrations at least at three homes:
- Aunt Alma (Mom's sister) & Uncle Frank
- Aunt Lill (Mom's sister) & Uncle Otto
- Mom's family's traditional Christmas Eve gathering.
Then, after Christmas at one of Mom's sibling's homes on Christmas Eve, we'd return to my family's home and celebrate Christmas there on Christmas Day.
Later on Christmas Day, we'd go to one of my father's two siblings home to celebrate Christmas again.
Of course, there were times when the extended family celebration took place at my house, which was OK but as a kid it didn't seem as much fun to me.
Let's see: that's 5 Christmas celebrations and five meals and five sets of presents to open. Maybe not as many gift openings as Chanukah, but many more than most kids had. My childhood Christmases were blessed by family and love and joy.
Speaking of Chanukah
I realize that, except for the mention in Monday's Jokes post, I've not posted anything about Chanukah this year. So:
BTW, I gave my caregiver a grocery shopping list today and had her do shopping. On the list was Christmas cookies, just in case I have some visitors at my home. When she returned she told me that the grocery had no Christmas cookies but she purchased these that "look like Christmas cookies." These are fine--excellent--so far as I'm concerned, Chanukah cookies taste as good as Christmas cookies:
Nick's Pics: Christmas photos from Christmasses Past:
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