XMAS Stories your Mom tells

[Molly mom of 2 + 330,701 sailors]

Lets put our favorite home Xmas story here and then we will print them and send them to our troops we have for Xmas ---kind of like a book to read :)
YEAH SUCH FUN

[Molly mom of 2 + 330,701 sailors]

My name is Molly and I am from Oregon
This is about my youngest son Colton (who is a sailor now ) when he was 7.
My other son Tucker (who is also a sailor) came to me one day before Xmas and told me that Colton had unwrapped the presents and looked at all of them, then taped them back up.
I said No way the packages dont look any different. Tucker then tells me everything wrapped under the tree
There is a movie, a microscope, a telescope, Batman Cave house etc etc
NO WAY ---how the heck did he do this ?
So I put a new wrapped present under the tree and proceeded to watch late one evening ---and sure enough that little scoundrel snuck down the stairs and unwrapped a present.
So thinking this may be the time to teach a lesson --- I stopped putting things under the tree and waited for Xmas eve.
Now in our house the stockings are filled after everyone has gone to bed so as to seem that Santa came and filled them.
Not that everyone believed there is a Santa BUT its a tradition.
In the morning all the kids run to the tree and grab their stocking which is filled to the brim with toys and goodies.
EXCEPT for Coltons --- in Coltons stocking is a note that reads
" I saw when you were sleeping, I saw when you were awake. I saw that you peeked at the presents, so the presents I had to take." and every present under the tree that was his were gone --- everyone he already knew were his POOF gone.
And just a stocking with a letter ----
Well, the WAIL that came out of that boys mouth was enough to crush any mom. I instanly felt like a heel and wished I had not been THAT harsh. I turned over the box which hid all his presents and all his stocking stuff.
BUT that did not do, he was so horrified that it took him an hour before he even got off the couch to open anything.
Now it was not very funny then BUT as the years have gone on it has become one of our favorite stories, only because to this day Colton gets this look in his eyes and screams it IT WAS NOT FUNNY JERKS (to his brothers)
I still have that letter Santa wrote to him in a memory box.
BUT he never did peek at the presents again and niether did any of my other 3 children :)
Lesson learned
Wishing you the happiest of holiday season ---

[tina]

I have a Christmas story but I don't know if it fits what you are aiming for.
About 15 years ago when my 2 boys was baby's I went to Catholic Charities to get food. The case worker asked if I wanted to be put on a Christmas list to be adopted. She said the list was closed a few weeks back but she will see if the boys could be put on it. I really didn't want to take from other kids but I said ok after a few minutes of her talking to me.
Well a few weeks passed and someone called my mom since I used her phone # and said they couldn't find my house. The address only had a small shed on it it was a 20 X 12 room with a bath I had built to keep us from being homeless while I was cleaning off the land I just bought. My mom said that is her house. Well.................
A week later a woman pulled up from Teledyne Continental Motors. They had adopted my family. She asked if I would accept a trailor from them. This blew my mind. People don't do that I thought. Well they got me a 2 bedroom trailor hooked up the power and water, helped me finish my field lines and furnished the place. Every year after that, they call and ask what is the biggest item on the boys Christmas list and went and got it. I will never forget the love and kindness of these strangers. They are my Angles on Earth. When I was at my darkest time in my life they showed me people do care about others. I now return the love they gave me by giving to others when they least expect it.
Being a part of Molly's adopt a sailor has given me another place to give my love to others. ♥

[DC - G'mother of My Fav Sailor]

Tina, without a doubt it is a marvelous Christmas story. Thank you so much for being willing to share it with us.

[Kimmy P]

Tina,
What a touchng Christmas story. Thank you for sharing it with us. Thank you for giving back so much of yourself. <3

[diane {Shawns mom}]

Tina we all L♥VE you --You ROCK!!!!
traditions....UM!!
being with my family come to ♥ right away...
through hail, sleet..rain etc..our family always makes sure that we are together!!!!
Planes, trains and automobliles....We will get to Mom and Dad's house Christmas Day!
this year will be awful special. My 1st year with a grandchild. I will have my sailor and his family here!
And this year will be...
Mom and Dad house (who are now GREAT nana and GREAT Grandpa) with Roast Beef and oven brown potatoes! sitting around the kitchen table "being a family" and thats what I BEST remember about Christmas,
"being together"

[carolyn k]

Yummm, sounds delicious! What time and where is dinner, diane?

[diane {Shawns mom}]

around 3pm...Dec 25 th 2009-????

[DC - G'mother of My Fav Sailor]

Another Christmas story.

When I was about eight, we moved to a rural town ourside of Washington, D.C. Shortly before Christmas we had our first snow and all of the children delighted in retrieving their sleds from their basements and heading out to the "Big Hill" to go sledding. There was only one problem, I did not have a sled. I remember chasng after others that had sleds, begging for a ride down the hill. One actually allowed me to take her (or his) sled down the hill. Since I had never been on one before, I had no clue how to steer it. I immediately went into a car parked along the side of the road. The owner of the sled retrieved and and told me I was rather stupid since I didn't know how to ride a sled. I went home that evening a very, very disappointed little girl. I didn't have a sled, I didn't know how to ride one, and everyone thought I was stupid.

My Dad left very early in the mornings since he had to commute to D.C. and it took an hour. He was gone long before i got up. But when I came down for breakfast, there beside my place, propped up against the table, was a shiny new sled. I could not believe it. My mother explained that it was my Christmas present but that they thought I would really appreciate getting it earlier. I cannot ever describe the excitement, the pleasure in that gift. I have no idea if I got any other presents that year but I do know that it was one of the best presents I ever got. To make it even better, over the years it was the sled that went the fastest and the farthest down the hill. I only regret Dad was not there to see the pleasure in my eyes.

[Sue-Pillowcase lady]

My mom came from a family of 14 and both parents came from western Wisconsin. They moved to Milwaukee to get away from all of their family.
So holidays were kind of "boring" at my house, at least I thought so. I did have 3 sisters and a brother, but I guess I wanted more. Also, my parents just did the "same old thing" every year - boring. haha - getting the picture here?

Then I grew up, got married, divorced and re-married to Ray, my husband of almost 29 years (and I am wife #3). I like to do something different at every holiday, especially Christmas. I like to "shake it up".
In 1993, we drove to New Jersey to spend Christmas with Ray's sister. Ben was 9 years old. As we were driving across the country, we listened to a radio program about Christmas traditions. People were going on and on about all the things they do year after year.
I started to cry. Ben asked what was the matter. I said "We don't have any family traditions and I haven't left you with any kind of tradition to Christmas." He patted me on the shoulder and said "Mom, doing it different every year is OUR tradition".

Wow, pretty good for a 9 year old. And he's right, that is our tradition - to do it different every year. Even to the tree-who knows what we will have. haha. I love it!

[DC - G'mother of My Fav Sailor]

Sue, we're the boring ones ... down to the foods we fix. I will have to say that Ben is the wise one.

[DC - G'mother of My Fav Sailor]

Dad Came Home for Christmas!

My mom believed Christmas morning should be a big surprise for small children. So when we went to bed on Christmas eve there wasn't even a Christmas tree or any decorations. We did hang out our stockings. Well I must have been not quite four and we lived in a beach house on the beach in Jacksonville, FL. It was heated by a fireplace. It was war time and housing was scarce. Dad was deployed somewhere. Now, my younger brother and I had been sent off to bed but my older brother and sister were up helping Mom play Santa when Dad walked in. As you can imagine that created a lot of excitement awakening me. I remember wandering out and everyone, except Dad, trying to get me back to bed without my seeing anything. I didn't but I do remember the surprise in the morning. Not only had Santa arrived, there was a Christmas tree up and Dad was home. He left shortly after Christmas, before decorations were taken down. When Mom took the tree down, there was a problem of what to do with it. A good friend of hers, June, was visiting and she suggested burning it in the fireplace. That might have been a good idea except June decided to throw the whole tree into the fireplace ... it was a big fireplace. Do you know what happens when you throw a dry pine tree into a fireplace? It explodes! Remember that but not how we got it out.

[DC - G'mother of My Fav Sailor]

Want me to bore you with some more? I began to think ... I'll print mine off for my sons.