Found some old photos of Christmas past today. This one is of me and my sister, Kathy probably Christmas Eve 1964. I was barely three years old. I swear I can remember those footie-pajamas, the snaps, and even remember the sad, sad day that Moma had to cut the feet out when I grew too tall for them, making my toes curl up when I put them on. I don't remember what I got for Christmas that year, but I do remember those cute little pajamas! Funny the things we remember from our childhood.
Now that my own children are grown...one with a child of his own...I wonder what they remember. What memories do they have? More importantly, what memories will they make?
What about you? What do you remember? And what are some memories you plan to make this year?