This is going to be a blast from the past for me. Haha, it's story time with grandma Vicky!
It's been a tradition for my aunts, uncles, cousins, and family friends to all come around my home on Christmas Eve to celebrate the holidays. There would be a santa plushie on our couch, and a light-up snowman that was hung on our window.
All the kids would be sitting on our living room floor, and happily accepting the red envelopes and wrapped presents from the adults.
This was on Christmas Day 2010, I had just turned 11 years-old the day before.
*I'm cringing at my hoop earrings and wire glasses *
And I remember this specific year where my dad came home in the middle of the party. I don't remember if the box was wrapped or not, but it was probably the best gift I got as a kid. A plastic keyboard. And it was actually a working toy! I was so excited that I took it to the bathroom with my younger cousins, and we spent the rest of the evening pushing the black and white keys.
But now that I'm "too old" for gifts, I usually get presents from my brother. Which I'm super grateful for. It's funny because we never really said out loud that we would do that for each other. But I guess it started when he drew me little birthday cards when we were young.
These are some memories I haven't shared out loud before, so I hope you'll think back on similar childhood moments :)
Happy holidays from me to you, and I'll talk to you soon :)
~ Vicky