My daughter is home from college for the next few weeks and it feels like everything is "right" again with her there. This time of year always seems to make me nostalgic and as we spent yesterday making candy and cookies, I couldn't help but remember other years and other Christmases.
That photo up there? That's my dad on Santa's knee some 60 odd years ago. I think I would love this photo even if it weren't my father - the mid century feel to it is so perfect, but knowing it's Dad just makes it extra special. Here's another photo of him a few years later with his sisters.
The tree and the toys and the little footie pj's just melt my heart.
Then I came along. That's my mom and I. And my puppy. And my toys.
This one is my mom (oldest) and her sisters. I don't know where Mom's doll is - maybe she was too old for one? I love the little details in this photo, too. How long do you suppose it took my grandmother to get their hair all done and get them into their little dresses and bobby socks? Did you notice the drapes and carpet? Someone wasn't afraid of pattern.
This photo is what I think of when I picture Christmas growing up. Lots of family getting together - great food and lots of laughter. This photo has my dad, both of my grandfathers, one of my grandmothers (the other was there somewhere LOL) and my great grandmother. I'm the one with the terrible fuzzy hair-do at the bottom left of the photo. Stuffing my face.
My mom always decorated sugar cookies with my brother and I, too, for as long as I can remember anyway. This is four generations of us together a few years ago - my daughter, my mom, me and my grandmother. Making memories. Last year my daughter had a few of her friends over to help:
And this year Carter is getting in on the action:
I hope you'll forgive me if I'm not here too much over the next couple of weeks. I will be busy making new memories and I hope all of you will, too. Enjoy the season!