~ Shopping with my laughing Grandma who includes strangers to join in.
~ Peeling off heavy winter coats inside the mall.
~ Bundling back up with those same coats, plus scarfs and gloves to ready ourselves for the cold blast on the way back out of the mall.
~ Baking “snowball” cookies with Mom. Rolling the dough into little balls, then poofing them into a mountain of powdered sugar while still warm.
~ The aroma of garlic and anchovy sautéing in olive oil (aglio olio) at Grandma’s house on Christmas Eve.
~ The myriad of welcome friends and relatives popping in and out of Grandma’s house.
~ Going back home and having Dad point out the brightest star in the indigo sky and telling me it’s Rudolph’s nose.
~ Joining my best friend and next door neighbor, Nancy, for midnight mass.
~ After mass, exchanging gifts with Nancy in her kitchen. Her mom sharing in our joy.
~ Christmas morning, Mom and Dad with cups of coffee in their hands, all smiles, soaking in the joy of their children digging for gifts under the tree.
~ Grandma stops by to ‘ooh’ and ‘ahh’ over our latest new-fangled toy. Perhaps even a pong game for the television!
~ Christmas Day at Nana’s (Nonna’s) house with my favorite cousins. We get Dad to play a game with us and Uncle Jim. It turns out to be a competition between the two grown brothers, and we kids giggle as we watch their antics.
~ Not wanting it to be over, and going home from Nana’s house seems all too early.
~ Waking up the day after Christmas to play with all my new toys.
Ahh, the innocence of youth, and memories to last a lifetime.
Anyone else have lovely memories of Christmas past to share?