12 Days of Christmas continued....

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We're continuing the Christmas Memory theme for the 12 Days of Christmas giveaway with a little memory from both halves of Sable Grace.

Heather:

                My earliest Christmas memory set the stage for most of the Christmases that followed. My sister and brother and I gathered around the tree. My dad playing Christmas music in the background, the smell of his pipe in the foreground (a habit he quit, and I still miss the smell.) My mom gives us our traditional hot apple cider and my dad takes on the role of gift-passer-outter, giving each of us one gift at a time to open. I’m the baby in my family, so while my siblings opened computer things and boxes of clothes, I remember opening a huge box of Golden Book stories. There had to have been about a 100 small books in that box and I was over the moon. Then, my sister, who’d desperately wanted a new stereo that year, and my brother who’d gotten plenty of nice things but not the one thing he’d really wanted (and sadly I can’t remember what that is anymore), said their thanks and we were told to take our gifts to our rooms. There, on my sister’s bed, was her much-sought after stereo. My brother was treated to the gift he’d really wanted as well. A sneaky little treat from our father who’s loved to surprise us like that ever since. And on my bed? A teddy bear that was 3x as big as I was. I spent the next year of my life sitting on that bear’s lap and reading him stories from that precious box of Golden Books.

Laura:

                I will never forget that first Christmas. I had just turned three and got a new baby sister for my birthday—not the best gift at the time, but glad to say that’s changed—and I was so looking forward to opening presents.

We’d just moved into a new apartment and there wasn’t much in the way of furniture, but there was a sad Charlie Brown looking tree where we all gathered that early morning just before the sun came up. Each gift for my older brother and sister and I were passed out and opened with care to make every moment last. There were books and games and clothes and new bikes all around. Mine was a shiny red trike and the most beautiful thing I’d ever seen. I don’t remember much else about the day, but I can tell you until the late hours of the night I rode that bike around and around the hallway proud as any kid could ever be.

Anyone else remember the Little Golden Books or their first bike? Tell us for a chance to win a signed copy of Ascension!