On the 9th day of Christmas my true love gave to me nine favorite christmas memories. Really, I'm a Christmas freak and I suppose I have loved all 44 of them, but here's nine cause it goes with what I'm doing in this blog.
1. I don't remember this one, but my mom says that when she was 8 months pregnant with me, she was walking out of church from where my dad was preaching after a Christmas Eve service and slipped on the ice. Of course, an elder from the church helped her up and took her home and made her comfortable on the couch in the living room. She was worried because I had been very active in the womb, but had not moved since she fell. Suddenly the Christmas tree fell over right into her lap and the star landed on her belly. At that moment I began to move again. Not Bethlehem or anything, but it's pretty cool.
2. I remember being about five and we were pretty poor, so my sister and I got only one present for Christmas. I got a Fisher Price Barn (complete with farmers, animals and a tractor). To hear mom tell it, she and dad were bummed that they couldn't get us more, but as I remember it i loved it.
3. Another Christmas, I remember getting a Star Trek enterprise (the whole deal with action figures and everything) and laying in top bed of a bunk bed with the lights of the Christmas tree reflecting on the ceiling (mom and dad kept the door to the living room cracked) and pretending the lights were some outer space thing. Now my mind is just in outer space.
4. I loved the Dallas Cowboys growing up. Mom had the worst luck. The two biggest rivals of the Cowboys in the 70's was the Steelers and the Vikings. One year, the dallas cowboys helmet lamp ended up being a Vikings one and a Dallas Cowboys winter coat ended up being a Steelers one.
5. One year when I was in 6th grade, I got a new bike for Christmas. The problem was that it snowed about a foot in Indy that year and the temp was 15 degrees outside. Still road that bike all day long (even if mom did make me bundle up like I was on a arctic expedition)
6. First year Sara and I were married, we lived in a trailer (o.k. mobile home, but it was a trailer - down by the river at Johnson Bible College as a matter of fact) and my mom and dad, brother and sister were coming to our place for Christmas. They barely made it there in blizzard conditions. They showed up at about 11:00 p.m. on Christmas Eve. It was an awesome white Christmas.
7. Christmas 1988 when Mikey was one month old was pretty memorable. Amazing to have a little baby when you celebrate the birth of the baby Jesus.
8. Christmas 1991 when Caleb was a few months old, it was 75 degrees in Kissimmee Florida and we were in shorts and t-shirts grilling out on Christmas Eve.
9. I surprised Sara with a "real" wedding ring at our 20th Christmas together to replace the cheap one I got her in college. She cried...I win:-)
I have so many...really could go on forever on this one. Sara will be slightly ticked that she only made the last four...oh well.