Tales of Christmas Joy

Every night before bedtime Josh and I read a story and lately it has been Christmas stories. A tradition we started since he was 2 or 3, old enough to keep still and listen. I am thinking probably 3 years old. Last night we were reading a story about Christmas ornaments. It was one of those stories where a mom and a son had moved and were decorating their Christmas tree but they couldn't find the box of ornaments and were thinking about getting new ones. Finally, the found the old ones packed in a box in the kitchen of her new home and they were telling stories about when they purchased each ornament and where they got them from. It was a sweet story and in the end they decorated their tree and were happy.

One of my mom's shows, Days of Our Lives, yes, she still watches that show that has been on forever and ever, they have a Christmas show where each member of the family and extended family have their own ornaments with their names on them and they place them on the tree in this little ceremony they have on Christmas Eve. Even the people that passed away have ornaments and they are placed on the tree in a special spot. I always liked that idea and I always thought that when we were little we should have done something like that with our trees. We never did though. Nobody had any special ornaments with names or dates or even "baby's first Christmas" ornaments. Although I am not sure if they had those when I was born. But, I thought about doing that with Josh. Writing names on ornaments and decorating the tree with those. I might do it next year perhaps.

So, I was thinking about the story of the stories of where ornaments came from and I was thinking if Josh would one day tell his kids about our Christmases together and our ornaments. With the exception of a few ornaments, that my friend sent to me, all of ours have come from craft stores and the dollar store.  We got them little by little and added them to the trees one year at a time. When we first got this tree a few years ago we didn't have not one ornament. We used candy canes to decorate it until we got some about a week after we go the tree. Josh wanted to put popcorn on it too but when he said it I quickly had a flashback of when my sister and I had that bright idea of putting popcorn on one of our trees when we were small and we woke up one morning and a mouse had gotten in to the house and climbed up the tree and was eating the popcorn. We didn't know whether to scream and run in horror or laugh. I think we screamed and ran. So, needless to say we didn't do popcorn. We strung some beads I had together instead and put that on the tree. Not the same as popcorn but I was being on the safe side and it served the purpose. The tree looked good.

While shopping for ornaments this year we saw a huge ornament. I have seen them strung on outside trees for decoration. We don't have an outside tree to string anything on so I was skeptical when Josh said he would like to get one. I had no idea what we were going to do with one let alone the two for a dollar he wanted. But, I figured that we could come up with some idea to used them for decorations somewhere. And we did. I wonder if in oh twenty years from now if Josh is going to tell this story about us buying the giant ornaments or us buying the little ornaments for this tree and our future trees to his girlfriends or his kids and grandkids way in the future.

I wonder if he is going to tell them about the look on my face when I asked him what in the world is he going to do with huge ornaments and how I looked when he wanted to get Christmas lights in every color he could find. I wonder if he is going to tell them about how we have a small table top pink tree in his bedroom that he turns on each night before he goes to sleep to look at the clear lights on it. And I wonder if he is going to tell the stories about how that little pink tree got knocked over more times then can probably count in his rush to get to his toy box.

He may tell these stories and more or he might not tell any of them and just tell other stories that only he wants to tell. But, either way, I sure hope he remembers all of our stories and all of our days and holidays we spent together.

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