i think they called them snowballs. the were 2 individual scoops of vanilla ice cream, rolled in coconut. they came in a box of 2 or 4 along with plastic holly leaves and a red candle (1 for each). it was a special 'fancy' dessert we ate one night during the holidays.
boxes of cookies and treats mailed from far flung relatives. some were opened with glee to be slowly doled out as long as possible, some....were not so welcome but we chocked them down so we could honestly tell the giver that yes we had eaten every bit of it.
overhearing mom read to dad the holiday newsletters that were sent in christmas cards and providing commentary/interpretation of the meaning behind certain phrases like 'we're so looking forward to seeing our little jimmy this christmas, his federal obligations have kept him away from us for so long'=YEAH, cousin jimmy got his parole approved early! or 'uncle jack has decided he wants to live closer to the grand kids so he's picking up and moving=uncle jack has lost another job and no one in the area he lives in will hire him so it's time to pick up stakes and relocate again'
*i should add-my mom never wanted to be subject to this kind of speculation so our christmas cards always just had a sparse 'merry christmas from ___________._________________ and the kids.
knowing that whatever mom wanted to fill her glass dining room table bowl with for christmas day would be what our stockings were filled with-FRUIT. the one year i asked about maybe having something different like the other kids i knew who got nuts and candies..............i got nuts which went directly into that glass bowl.
and last but not least-the one gift we got to open on christmas eve-pajamas, always pajamas. mom and dad did'nt want us looking wretched in the christmas morning photos so everyone got new ones. and even though we dont take christmas morning photos at our house-my kids get new pj's on christmas eve as well.
happy holidays everyone.
boxes of cookies and treats mailed from far flung relatives. some were opened with glee to be slowly doled out as long as possible, some....were not so welcome but we chocked them down so we could honestly tell the giver that yes we had eaten every bit of it.
overhearing mom read to dad the holiday newsletters that were sent in christmas cards and providing commentary/interpretation of the meaning behind certain phrases like 'we're so looking forward to seeing our little jimmy this christmas, his federal obligations have kept him away from us for so long'=YEAH, cousin jimmy got his parole approved early! or 'uncle jack has decided he wants to live closer to the grand kids so he's picking up and moving=uncle jack has lost another job and no one in the area he lives in will hire him so it's time to pick up stakes and relocate again'
*i should add-my mom never wanted to be subject to this kind of speculation so our christmas cards always just had a sparse 'merry christmas from ___________._________________ and the kids.
knowing that whatever mom wanted to fill her glass dining room table bowl with for christmas day would be what our stockings were filled with-FRUIT. the one year i asked about maybe having something different like the other kids i knew who got nuts and candies..............i got nuts which went directly into that glass bowl.
and last but not least-the one gift we got to open on christmas eve-pajamas, always pajamas. mom and dad did'nt want us looking wretched in the christmas morning photos so everyone got new ones. and even though we dont take christmas morning photos at our house-my kids get new pj's on christmas eve as well.
happy holidays everyone.