On the 11th day of Christmas…
I remember Christmas 1968, the oldest of 5…
Des Moines, Iowa. It was Ross the Boss, Mrs Moss and all the little Landers: Jeanie, Joey, Timmy, Tammy and Danny (known at that time as Dana, his given name). My mom was always trying to set up a scene. In the days before Photoshop and Picnik.com, she colored on sheets and set up vignettes. I come by it naturally, you see…
I remember Christmas 1988, when I had five of my own…
No one can say I didn’t do my part to populate the earth with godly seed – really, really quickly (5 kids in less than 7 years)! Church plays and cantatas; school programs and crafts around the kitchen table. Opening our home to be toured (9 trees, NINE trees!) in an 1886 Victorian, winning the community house-lighting contest. Popcorn balls and having the whole church over for a party. I was young and thought the energy would never wane.
I remember Christmas 2008. With 5 grandbebes.
Their parents do the work and I just rake in the love. There are 6 now!
Does it mean you’re old when you have this much stuff in your headful of memories? Ohmygoodness. I do have a bunch of memories. And since I can no longer remember everything, I am sure choosing the good stuff. If I could only bottle the great moments of my life and share it, hold them close..but I guess, in a way, I really can – that is the cool thing! Want some?
Be merry all, be merry all,
With holly dress the festive hall;
Prepare the song, the feast, the ball,
To welcome merry Christmas.
~William Robert Spencer
Red Letter day for Guini! I look ahead at many years of wondrous joys to come…
On the 11th Day of Christmas – Guini lost her 1st tooth.
I remember Christmas, 11 days ago…
2 thoughts on “That was then…”
So cute, the time increments are fun! :) And yay Guini!!!
Yeah – 20 years can fly by in a flash!