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	<title>Comments on: Christmas Memories</title>
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		<title>By: Lauren</title>
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		<dc:creator>Lauren</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Tue, 01 Dec 2009 04:10:58 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>One Christmas that really stands out in my mind is the one from when i was 3. For Christmas that year, i got a Molly doll (from the show &quot;The Big Comfy Couch&quot;), and i remember unwrapping it, my eyes lighting up and me squealing and getting all excited and thanking my Grandma (the one who gave it to me) to death. And i still have that doll to this very day, and I&#039;m almost 17 years old. Very, very, fond memories are attached to that doll. Another one that stands out is the one from when i was 7. My uncle was coming for Christmas that year, and i was so excited about him coming that i actually unwrapped his present for him, a toaster-oven, he wasn&#039;t displeased, i seem to remember that he just laughed.  And yet another one that stands out in my mind is the Christmas from the year i was 8 or so. I got a huge stuffed Elmo that year from my mom, he was like three feet tall and i was in love with Elmo and Sesame Street in general at the time, and i still have that Elmo somewhere or other. And i remember giving my Grandpa pajamas three years in a row, because he is very hard to shop for, and he still has and wears them. And a Christmas Eve that stands out in particular is one from the year i was 9 or so. We flew down to my Grandparents for Christmas every year, and my mom and i slept in a bedroom in the basement, she always wraps presents on Christmas eve and i of course was banned from our room until she finished. I went in there for some reason or other, and she was in the midst of wrapping a present for me (a book on the human body and anatomy), i startled her so much that she screamed and woke my grandfather who came all worried to the top of the stairs, we calmed him down and mom explained that i startled her. He kind of Hmmpfd and said i thought you broke your hip or something!</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>One Christmas that really stands out in my mind is the one from when i was 3. For Christmas that year, i got a Molly doll (from the show &#8220;The Big Comfy Couch&#8221;), and i remember unwrapping it, my eyes lighting up and me squealing and getting all excited and thanking my Grandma (the one who gave it to me) to death. And i still have that doll to this very day, and I&#8217;m almost 17 years old. Very, very, fond memories are attached to that doll. Another one that stands out is the one from when i was 7. My uncle was coming for Christmas that year, and i was so excited about him coming that i actually unwrapped his present for him, a toaster-oven, he wasn&#8217;t displeased, i seem to remember that he just laughed.  And yet another one that stands out in my mind is the Christmas from the year i was 8 or so. I got a huge stuffed Elmo that year from my mom, he was like three feet tall and i was in love with Elmo and Sesame Street in general at the time, and i still have that Elmo somewhere or other. And i remember giving my Grandpa pajamas three years in a row, because he is very hard to shop for, and he still has and wears them. And a Christmas Eve that stands out in particular is one from the year i was 9 or so. We flew down to my Grandparents for Christmas every year, and my mom and i slept in a bedroom in the basement, she always wraps presents on Christmas eve and i of course was banned from our room until she finished. I went in there for some reason or other, and she was in the midst of wrapping a present for me (a book on the human body and anatomy), i startled her so much that she screamed and woke my grandfather who came all worried to the top of the stairs, we calmed him down and mom explained that i startled her. He kind of Hmmpfd and said i thought you broke your hip or something!</p>
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		<title>By: Liza</title>
		<link>http://blazeauthors.com/blog/2009/11/29/christmas-memories/#comment-6073</link>
		<dc:creator>Liza</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Mon, 30 Nov 2009 00:38:03 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>The last Christmas with my mom is the one that stands out the best. Christmas was her favorite holiday ever and she really tried to make it big for my siblings and me, even though we didn&#039;t have much money when I was growing up. That Christmas was the year the Cabbage Patch Kids had just come out and it was pretty much the only thing I had asked for that year. Some how, my mom found a way to not only get my doll, but one for my sister, brother, and cousin. We had actually finished opening up gifts and had breakfast before we were even given the dolls. My mom was so very excited that she had tears streaming down her face. She passed away about 6 months later and I still have my doll to the day.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>The last Christmas with my mom is the one that stands out the best. Christmas was her favorite holiday ever and she really tried to make it big for my siblings and me, even though we didn&#8217;t have much money when I was growing up. That Christmas was the year the Cabbage Patch Kids had just come out and it was pretty much the only thing I had asked for that year. Some how, my mom found a way to not only get my doll, but one for my sister, brother, and cousin. We had actually finished opening up gifts and had breakfast before we were even given the dolls. My mom was so very excited that she had tears streaming down her face. She passed away about 6 months later and I still have my doll to the day.</p>
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		<title>By: EllenToo</title>
		<link>http://blazeauthors.com/blog/2009/11/29/christmas-memories/#comment-6072</link>
		<dc:creator>EllenToo</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Sun, 29 Nov 2009 22:02:10 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>My favorite Christmas memories reach back to when my parents were still alive and active.  My dad would take all of us and we would go to the Christmas tree lot and select a tree to bring home.  Then he would sit back tell the rest of us where to put the lights and ornaments on the tree.  He would say since he bought the tree and brought it home and set it up he had done his share of the work and we had to decorate it while he rested.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>My favorite Christmas memories reach back to when my parents were still alive and active.  My dad would take all of us and we would go to the Christmas tree lot and select a tree to bring home.  Then he would sit back tell the rest of us where to put the lights and ornaments on the tree.  He would say since he bought the tree and brought it home and set it up he had done his share of the work and we had to decorate it while he rested.</p>
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