Posted 05-08-2008 at 05:54 PM by MrsH
I think everyone has that one childhood Christmas memory that stands out above them all. Mine was probably 1969. Our Grandmother, was staying with us. She always slept on a folding cot in the living room. This one year ended up being very very interesting. First, in the middle of the night before Santa had come, we heard a crash. The folding bed had collapsed during the night and my grandmother was folded up in the bed. Finally we were asleep again and, as kids will do, we snuck down early. At the bottom of the stairs, we peeked around the corner and saw a HUGE dinosaur skeleton. We screamed and ran back up the stairs. Santa had brought us a big styrofoam dinosaur skeleton to play with. I can remember taking the head off and wearing it on my head. That was a fun Christmas.