i agree, i miss the days when i thought Santa was real.
Every Christmas Eve I would wake up and go to my Grandmothers house to help her get ready for the nightime play. Then our family go to mass and head straight to my grandparents house for the christmas play Every Christmas Eve my extended family has a Christmas Play, this usually consists of, a funny skit, the nativity scene, the girls showing off their dances, the boys showing off their talents, and then someone dresses up as Santa and delivers christmas stockings to all the grandchildren. After the Christmas Play, everyone claims to see santas sleigh flying through the air and everyone makes their way home in the excitment of Christmas is the next day. It was so hard to get to sleep with all the adrenilin rushing through my body.
I miss santa.
December 5th, 2009 at 4:54 pm
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December 7th, 2009 at 5:02 pm
Woke up to get a glass of water and saw dad wheeling my new bike in.
I cried LOL.
December 10th, 2009 at 7:45 pm
i agree, i miss the days when i thought Santa was real.
Every Christmas Eve I would wake up and go to my Grandmothers house to help her get ready for the nightime play. Then our family go to mass and head straight to my grandparents house for the christmas play Every Christmas Eve my extended family has a Christmas Play, this usually consists of, a funny skit, the nativity scene, the girls showing off their dances, the boys showing off their talents, and then someone dresses up as Santa and delivers christmas stockings to all the grandchildren. After the Christmas Play, everyone claims to see santas sleigh flying through the air and everyone makes their way home in the excitment of Christmas is the next day. It was so hard to get to sleep with all the adrenilin rushing through my body.
I miss santa.