So, here are a few stories that I love...
Christmas in New York was always a favorite. Grandma Ginger always offered to let me sleep with curlers in my hair... making the morning photos more than fantastic!
I enjoyed van rides to see Christmas lights, often with Grandpa and Grandma Seale, listening to Prairie Home Companion and (I'm sure) licking candy canes and relishing in having sisters home and the beautiful lights.
The unbelievably wonderful Christmas when I walked down the basement stairs on Woodwater Drive to a brand new art easel. But more importantly, Santa left a note on it! Serious delight.
Turning all the lights off each evening after dinner to pray our Advent prayers around the table with the Advent wreath, chanting "Come, Lord, come to save us!" And then, having the whole family lean back into their chairs and attempt (asthma and all!) to blow out all the candles without leaning forward.