My mother always made Norman Rockwell Christmases. Mad Skilz, I’m telling you.
For my tree, I’ve had a few toppers over the years. Mostly stars, as I recall, because I love stars. I never had anything that I felt attached to, that simply must top my tree until a few years ago. My mother had two angel dolls in her china cabinet that I admired. Once, she told me if I was good, she’d make me one. She forgot about the promise (or I wasn’t good? *gasp*). When I asked her about it again, she told me she would definitely make me one. She didn’t.
She sent me her angels. She was decluttering her home on a massive scale, and I don’t think she was well enough to bother making a new angel. My forever tree topper is now one of these angels. I look forward to stuffing a tree branch up her dress every year. I’m reminded of the best of my mother when I see that angel.
This year, the boy had one item on his Wish List. Well, three, but they’re all related to the main item: a Sony PSP. I wrapped a couple of presents for him to shake. One is tube-shaped. It’s driving him bonkers. He can’t imagine what it might be. I told him I got him a PSP, took it out of the box, and put it in the tube. He doesn’t believe me, but I know he wants it to be true. In our home, we open one present on Christmas Eve. I know what he’ll be opening tonight!
Last night, I told him my best Christmas Eve present story. I was an adult, visiting my mother. There was a small, oddly shaped present under the tree for me. I was sooo curious. Was it the small size? The odd shape? I don’t know. I could not imagine what it might be. When it was time to open our presents, that was the one I chose. It was a pair of embroidery scissors! It was the bestest ever! I never, ever came close to guessing.
Tonight, we’ll learn if the tube has a PSP, embroidery scissors, or something else. It’s going to be so fun. And my mother will be there.
I wish all of you a Merry Christmas.