memory
Sunday, December 3rd, 2006i just remembered a christmas story. it’s the story of what my siblings and i did during christmas one year. i don’t exactly remember when it was, but we laid out some cookies and milk for santa clause. at that time, we were into finger printing. we had just learned about fingerprints and so we were finger printing ourselves. So the story is about those two combined.
christmas morning, i remember we went downstairs to collect our santa clause fingerprint sample from the glass of milk. we didn’t wake up early enough to stop the parents from washing the plate and glass that held the milk and cookies. needless to say, we were bummed. i don’t know how soon after this we found out the truth about santa clause…. the fact that he doesn’t really leave gifts for us while we are asleep on christmas eve.
we found that santa clause actually passes by our house … maybe a few days before christmas and gives our gifts to my parents to hide in a big box in the garage. and i guess, the parents are the ones who actually put our gifts inside our christmas stockings. santa must be really busy, but it’s cool that my parents try to help him.
it’s kinda cool now because sarah and andrew still join me in seeing what santa clause left in our stockings. well, maybe they don’t check as early as me … they wake up late and i usually wake up really early, so they join me later … one by one … as they each wake up.
