From my earliest Christmases I don’t remember much. I know we
had a tree, I know this one time my sister and I both got the same
doll. She got the yellow one, I got the pink one. I still have it, in
a box though.
In the years that followed we always had some sort of tree, and
decorating it would result in a big mess cause we’d forget to put the
lights in first, or they wouldn’t work and we forgot to check. We’d
also have hot chocolate with it.
As a tradition, we (the kids) got a plate full of candy and snacks, a
German tradition I think. We’d exchange the candy we didn’t like and
it had to last the entire Christmas-break. We could eat it all in one
day, but that would mean no candy for the rest of the time. Excellent
One thing I also remember fondly: getting knitted jumpers my mom made
in the weeks before. She’d sometimes let us pick the colour, but no
more than that. This month I’ve thought a lot about starting to knit
(usually I crochet). Digging through my harddrive I found this little
drawing I made years ago, about knitting. I stil like it. :-)
Considering patching it up a bit though.