Every time that we go a lot of fresh, new snow my brother and I would be going ballistic. We would wake my Dad up (Most of the time Mom worked the weekends when these shenanigans happened.) on a Saturday morning, and we would tell him that it had snowed. After he eventually woke up, we all would go and get those cheap, awesome plastic cups that you get for free when you eat off the kids menu at restaurants, and we'd hand them to Dad. Dad would then face the cold weather and go and fill out cups up with snow. He would set them on the table, and bring over the Tang. We would then proceed to pour the Tang over our snow and then eat it. It was marvelous orange snow.
We would never wake up early for Christmas when we were younger. One year my brother and I got woken up by my Mom and Dad around 8:30. We were not awake. My brother, without saying a word, went and got his pillow and blanket and brought it out to the couch and tried to back to sleep (as a 5 year old). But eventually we opened our presents and all was good.
Every year we make our own tree ornaments.
Notice the expert paint job
These ones are cool.
Who said watermelons can't be Christmasy?
|My brother's Christmas eel.|
I made Santa :)
|My cat's homemade toy.|
I'd love to hear!
~Believer in PRTC