Favorite Childhood Christmas Gifts

It's funny how as adults we can always remember the couple of gifts we got as kids that meant the most to us.  Often time they weren't even the most expensive gifts we received, but they stand out in our minds as the most memorable.

When I was four, I got my first two-wheeled bike.  It had training wheels at first, which soon came off, and I remember being thrilled.  We were on our American travels at that time, living in a motorhome and moving from place to place and traveling around, so I learned to ride a bike alongside the Rio Grande, and in the deserts of Arizona.  I don't remember specifically asking for it or not, but it was a very happy day when I got my bike.  It wasn't just a thing...it was an experience!  It was an adventure. And my little legs peddled all over the place as fast as they could!

I had inherited a Cabbage Patch doll when I was a little girl, and when I was seven they had released the new version of the dolls that had different hair that you could style.  Well, I was smitten and I begged my parents relentlessly, it was all I wanted for Christmas that year.  On Christmas morning, I was overjoyed when I unwrapped my own little Jillian Paulette, which was the name on the Cabbage Patch birth certificate.  To this day, I have that doll carefully displayed in my house.  When I look at it, I am reminded of the hours I spent playing with her and taking her with me, on my bike, on my adventures.

When I was eleven, my parents gave me a small camera that used 110 cartridge film.  My first camera.  I had started babysitting around that time, and much of my earned money and allowance was spent buying film and getting it developed.  To this day, I have many of the very poorly taken photos that my friends and I took with that old camera. It was a small, purple, rectangular camera...almost the same shade of purple as the pistol my husband got me for my 30th birthday!  None of the pictures were good, but they preserved the memories of my childhood.

In every case, it wasn't the value of the gift, or the gift itself, but the memories that came from it that made it so memorable.  My parents and my husband have given me many great and wonderful gifts over the years, but those ones stand out so much for me because of the memories I have of them.  I think a lot of people stress out at this time of year trying to come up with the perfect gift for someone, but I don't think it needs to be that complicated.

I remember that scene at the end of the Santa Clause with Tim Allen and that weird weenie whistle that guy wanted as a kid!  It is not always the big shiny things that people want the most.