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When I was a little girl,  I always remember not being able to sleep on Christmas Eve. I would try to listen for Santa on my roof, or see Rudolph in the sky, and anticipate the opening of gifts in the morning.  Would my wish list be fulfilled?  It was a feeling I can still remember to this day. The butterflies in my stomach and a smile as big as can be across my face! 


When I was a little girl,  I always remember not being able to sleep on Christmas Eve. I would try to listen for Santa on my roof, or see Rudolph in the sky, and anticipate the opening of gifts in the morning.  Would my wish list be fulfilled?  It was a feeling I can still remember to this day. The butterflies in my stomach and a smile as big as can be across my face!
In my house, it seemed like forever until it was time to open gifts. We would have to line up from shortest to tallest at the top of the stairs, take many pictures, get breakfast ready, organize the gifts, and then finally open gifts, but one at a time. We would start with the youngest and open one, go around to the next youngest, and so on. My parents wanted it to last as long as possible, however, for me, I just wanted to rip into everything!
I remember a lot of Christmas' in my years of not believing. I remember shopping with my mom picking out what I like, and opening it on Christmas morning. This is definitely fun, but a different experience that lacks the element of surprise.

 However, for whatever reason, I remember crystal clear one specific Christmas. As I sit here and write this I can picture it perfectly in my head and I can feel the emotions in my stomach. We lived in our old house, which I moved out of when I was 6, so I was pretty young, and definitely in my believing days. I remember the typical feeling of excitement and not being able to sleep. I can remember waking up that morning and wanting to just run downstairs.  My brother and sister told me I had to be patient and wait for my parents, do the traditional lineup at the top of the stairs, and take pictures. Then, came the moment, we were allowed to run down the stairs to see if Santa had come!

That's when I saw it, perfectly nestled under the tree, a real sized baby stroller! I can still see it, teal green handles, white cloth with colored polka dots, and a teddy bear sitting in it.  I was thrilled! Hope Fritsy, my favorite baby doll, had a real stroller that I could take her for walks in around the neighborhood! This is my first true memory of the element of surprise! Ever since then I have loved to surprise people, and of course, to be surprised.
Every year I try to get someone a gift that will give them this feeling. Of course, not every gift that is given will have that true element of surprise, which is nearly impossible. But you can always find one! I want my children to have a memory like this someday. The thing that is so amazing about this is that it is just a stroller. It didn't need to be an elaborate present, like a trip to Disney, or an I Pod touch.  It was a simple, well thought out gift. My parents knew that my most valued and favorite toy was my doll, and what better thing to go with that than a stroller. Hopefully this can be a reminder to me through the years that it's not about what I spend that will impact the surprise factor, but the thought!
What is your favorite childhood Christmas surprise?


by on Dec. 18, 2012 at 12:00 AM
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Rushn311
by on Dec. 20, 2012 at 2:14 AM

Getting my first barbie from one of my brothers

fraujones
by Amanda on Dec. 21, 2012 at 10:33 AM

What an adorable picture! 

The year we got the Nintendo (the original) as  family present was the most memorable. 

SweetLuci
by Luci on Dec. 21, 2012 at 9:28 PM

 Getting a miniature electric stove that really worked, yes this was way before Easy bake Oven. I guess it was a portent of things to come-I became a chef.

lasombrs
by Sara on Dec. 25, 2012 at 7:34 PM

i can't recall any of my christmas' as a child i wish i could though

momofsixangels
by Colleen on Dec. 27, 2012 at 9:45 AM

I saw Santa one night! I was in my bed and with the glow from the fireplace down the hallway I opened my eyes and I swear I saw him there.

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