Chrismas Eve

Well, I am not doing so well keeping up in the "Blog-o-sphere" so I figured I would try to post more regularly during the CHRISTMAS holiday. Yes that is right CHRISTMAS. That is what I celebrate and believe wholeheartedly in. So if you are offended by that, I guess this isn't the blog for you!

I have many fond memories of Christmas Eve all the way from childhood to recent years. Some of my favorite memories are how we used to spend the day out at Grandma Donna and Grandpa Bud's with the Van Vleet side of my family. We always had a really fun time, both kids and adults. One particular Christmas Eve we had what we firmly believed was a real encounter with Santa.

It was evening and all the kids (Me, Sarah, Paul, Dawn, Danee) were anxiously waiting to open our presents when outside we heard what sounded like sleigh bells! We immediately went into a frenzy and when the adults joined in. "Is that Santa?" they said with excitement. Immediately Paul and I rushed outside to the front porch into the snowy winter scape. It was a picturesque Christmas Eve, snow, lights, cold air, and now sleigh bells! Immediately we began scanning the sky for Santa, and shortly thereafter we "saw" him. We all swore we saw Santa in the sky flying off to deliver more toys. When we returned there before my eyes was a Green Machine Big Wheel! Paul and I both got one and we simply could not contain ourselves. I am not totally sure what Dawn, Danee, and Sarah got, mainly because I was so absorbed in my own Christmas fantasyland! What a great memory. Years later we learned that "Santa" was Grandpa Bud, who absolutely loved nothing better than his Grandkids. We love you Grandpa Bud and Grandma Donna!