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Tuesday, December 21, 2004

Some of my favorite Christmas presents from previous years: - A little brother (apparently I'd been praying pretty specifically for one about nine months earlier); - A 007 spy kit; - A rock-em-sock-em robot (all right, technically, this may have been Randy's but he needed an older brother to play with); - NFL electronic football game (can you imagine kids playing with that today in the world of Play Station 2?); - Cowboy pistols and holster; - A football uniform -- complete with helmet and shoulder pads; - Boxing gloves for me and my brother (which I enjoyed immensely when I was 16 and he was 11 but not nearly as much when I was 19 and he was 14); - A "world's greatest dad" t-shirt; - Every tie, CD, book, or gift certificate from my kids.


  • Becuase of travel plans, we already had Christmas this year for our family. We have one more Christmas to go. Anyway, this year I got two video games. It is the kind where the joystick plugs into the AV plugs on the TV. The games on it are all throwbacks. Pac-Man, Pole Position, Dig Dug etc. Very cool.

    By Blogger Fajita, at 12/21/2004 06:57:00 AM  

  • I loved the electric football game that my brother had. We had hours of fun with that silly thing. I also had one of those doll houses that you but a magnet on the floor to move the people around. We took it apart and used the furniture and some of the walls to build houses in the dirt where we played trucks. There was no greater play than playing trucks in a mound of red dirt...

    But I also loved the year I got an electric organ. You know the kind with the chords and about 20 keys. Hours of torture learning to play On Top of Old Smokie!

    By Blogger DJG, at 12/21/2004 07:12:00 AM  

  • Fajita-

    Every once in a while, we run across one of those old school video game toys in a mall or somewhere. It always invokes a really bizarre-sounding lecture about how our kids ought to appreciate what they've got. My wife and I are like the grumpy old man that Dana Carvey used to play on SNL:

    "Back in OUR day, we didn't have any fancy GAMEPADS. We wore holes in our hands using poorly designed joysticks. And we didn't have SO-PHISTICATED music, we just heard little beeps and chirps. And there were no 3D GRAPHICS, just blocky images in two or three colors shifting around on the screen. We had sores on our palms, bad sound, blurry pictures AND WE LIKED IT!!!"

    Needless to say, eyes begin to roll about half-way through that lecture.

    By Blogger Matt, at 12/21/2004 07:31:00 AM  

  • Chatty Cathy

    my first camera

    my first bike

    portable reel to reel tape recorder

    portable typewriter

    star saphire ring from Thailand

    those wonderful handmade cards and gifts from my kids and now my grandkids

    a sprite can stuffed with pennies from my granddaddy.

    I had a whole list, but got knocked offline and didn't feel like typing it up again. But it did bring back some interesting memories.

    By Blogger Serena Voss, at 12/21/2004 07:31:00 AM  

  • I had a electric football game but also got a nfl board game that my brother and i would play a full season on. We kept stats on everyone and both had a 3" binder.

    Many a summer day was passed on the floor with the names of Podolak, Little, Gabriel, etc.

    My Mom kept reminding us the electronic game was more but that one usually ended up with one of us losing near the end of the game and his running back would become superman and fly the length of the smooth vibrating turf of Jenkins Field.

    By Blogger happytheman, at 12/21/2004 07:59:00 AM  

  • A Nintendo (sorry but thats really old school to me)

    A whole collection of hot sauces

    One of those three in one game things, with the pool table, pingpong, and air hockey

    a basketball hoop

    I always get a really sweet pair of boxers

    You're totally right brings back a lot of memory's!

    By Blogger Brandon Moore, at 12/21/2004 08:52:00 AM  

  • Matt

    Grumpy old man. Ha. Good one.

    By Blogger Fajita, at 12/21/2004 09:37:00 AM  

  • My memories of Christmas gifts are tied to family events.

    During WW2, while still a very young girl, there was one memorable Christmas due to my parent's expressed joy of having been able to save enough rationing stamps AND money in order to have presents heaped under the tree, a turkey on the table and chocolate, lemon and apple pies, as well as a big cake (I have NO memory of the flavor, but knowing my mom, it was probably covered with white icing and shredded coconut. It was my parent's joy that is a memorable gift to me even today, decades later.

    My children's first Christmas. Since both were born in September, they really didn't know what all the fuss was about. But when the tree was lit, the wonder seen in their big blue eyes, that looked like Volkswagon headlights, I'll never forget. :)

    The Christmas we all had together the year my brother returned from his third and last deployment to Viet Nam, as well as my uncle's return from his second and final tour in VN. There's just no way to express the relief, joy we all felt. We savored those moments together, each giving a special thanks for God's gift of my brother's and my uncle's safe return home.

    My first Christmas in Guadalajara, Mexico. What a marathon. Gifts really take second chair in Mexico's celebration. The family begins arriving about 7pm Christmas Eve. Lots of talking, joking, laughing, cooking - but no one seems to be left out while preparing for the dinner, which will be served at approximately 2AM Christmas morning. [Yes! 2:00 AM!!] At midnight, the doll representing the baby Jesus is placed in a pure silk scarf, everyone takes a bit of its edge, the babe is rocked and a lullaby is sung by all, welcoming our Savior into the world. The babe doll is then placed in the manger's crib.
    Many families attend midnight church services, after which the kids break a pinata and are allowed to open their gifts, they eat dinner, then go off to play or to bed.
    The adults then sit down for dinner and about 3:00AM, cousins, friends, boy/girlfriends et al, begin to arrive and the younger adults leave together to visit other homes. Somewhere around 5:00-7:00 AM everyone either goes home or goes to bed at the host home. It is a joyful family-oriented marathon.

    So many special gifts of love that I'm so thankful for. As far as toys, etc. My family was so nomadic [my dad was a church planter. For instance, in the 5th grade of elementary school, I attended 9 schools] I really don't remember very many special toys received, but there are vague memories of a big baby doll, that my older daughter has kept with her for years, my first violin, skates and bicycle. Too many years and too many gifts. But the gift of loving people is treasured in my heart.

    By Blogger Kathy, at 12/21/2004 10:26:00 AM  

  • The year I got everything E.T., sheets, washcloth & towel, a stuffed E.T. doll & E.T. for ATARI!!!

    Mr. Microphone (old school Karaoke)

    And my brother got a Dukes of Hazard, plastic, General Lee bank - so cool - and a Dukes watch.

    Gotta love the 80's!!!!

    By Blogger Beaner, at 12/21/2004 10:47:00 AM  

  • You got a spy kit? That's pretty cool, but it's not nearly so useful as little brothers can be. Particularly if one happens to be the older sister...

    But you have to start early, earlier than with puppies, even, because if they get the slightest indication that you are not, in fact, the mighty authority figure they perceive you to be, you will no longer be allowed to cheat at Monopoly and buy Boardwalk at a discounted rate, "because it has cracks in the sidewalk and snakes in the toilets."

    Just sayin'.

    By Blogger Q, at 12/21/2004 11:25:00 AM  

  • - GI Joe Command Center and Jeep
    - Pong Game (yes the original)
    - Intellevision (a few years later)
    - cd player (first gift from my mother-in-law)
    - hand-made stuff from my kids
    Of course my all-time favorite was a gift from my sister... she gave each of us siblings a piece of the tatting (hand-made lace) that my grandmother had made and she had saved. She hired an artist to create a little tiny glass box to display each person's piece. It was very sentimental-- which to me is the ultimate Christmas gift. Blessings! sd

    By Blogger SkipD, at 12/21/2004 12:20:00 PM  

  • What a great post, Kathy! I like the description of the Mexican celebration in particular.

    I just got through an hour-long conversation with a close friend who lost his wife less than two months ago. This past weekend has been particularly hard on him and his family as they put up decorations. It brings to mind that the things you remember do surround relationships, like you said. Enjoy those you have while you have them!

    By Blogger don, at 12/21/2004 01:33:00 PM  

  • Q,

    I am still laughin' out loud over the cracks in the sidewalk and the snakes in the toilet! How long did it take your little brother to wise up?

    By Blogger Serena Voss, at 12/21/2004 02:13:00 PM  

  • Merely to represent my generation:

    Lite Brite,
    Anything Barbie,
    Lego's.. although my bro ALWAYS stole them and could ALWAYS make cooler stuff..
    My very first CD, before I had a CD player... Boys II Men!

    By Blogger Phyllistene, at 12/21/2004 04:27:00 PM  

  • Ok, I'll play. My favorite Christmas present of all time happened like this. My oldest brother was 16 and had his first job. My twin brother and I were 6. That Christmas Kenny bought, wrapped and put under the tree presents for the whole family, all except me. There wasn't a thing under there from him with my name on it for days. I was heartsick. How could this be?? How could he forget me? It was as if I didn't exist. Then on Christmas Eve he came home with the biggest box ever. I will always remember him walking up the walk trying to carry it with my mother holding the door open for him. It was for me!! It was a baby doll with absolutely every conceivable piece/part needed to take care of her - high chair - crib - stroller - clothes - bottles - diapers - the works!! I felt so loved. Amazing how our self worth revolves around being remembered by those we love. I think I'll be calling my brother this weekend.

    By Blogger Candy, at 12/22/2004 05:45:00 AM  

  • A Wahoo board game.

    Somehow, it was not the same as the one my Granddad built out of plywood and painted the holes to hold the marbles with 4 different colors.

    By Blogger Larry, at 12/22/2004 07:59:00 AM  

  • Best Christmas gifts?

    The first bike I ever got for Christmas -- a fire-orange 5-speed with a cool shifter and hand brakes.

    The G.I. Joe one-man submarine. I would stay in the bathtub until the water was ice cold.

    The Planet of the Apes Treehouse.

    Now, it is anything I get from my kiddos -- especially the stuff they make at school.


    By Blogger Jeff Slater, at 12/22/2004 08:06:00 AM  

  • Serena:

    If you don't tell 'em, they won't know! Shhhhhh....

    By Blogger Q, at 12/23/2004 05:49:00 PM  

  • ; )

    By Blogger Serena Voss, at 12/24/2004 07:32:00 AM  

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