Creeping Down the Stairs…..

Source: The Graphics Fairy

I shared some of the my Grandmother’s Christmas memories recently, so I thought today I would share one of my own.

I don’t actually remember how old I was when this occurred, but I think I was early elementary school age.

Christmas Eve was (and still is) a difficult time for children.  I always thought Christmas Eve would go on forever.  Then I was afraid that I would not be able to  go to sleep for all the excitement.  If I did not go to sleep, Santa would not come.  Oh, dear…you see the cycle here, don’t you!  Suffice it to say, I did fall asleep every Christmas Eve.

Somewhere in the wee hours of the morning, my brother woke me up and talked me into creeping down the stairs to the living room to see what Santa had left us. I don’t remember if it took much encouraging, I just know down we went. We quietly crept around the living room and were so excited to discover our toys! Then we quietly crept back up the stairs and back to bed. Funny, I don’t remember what was under the Christmas tree, but I do remember the adventure.

This adventure would be repeated in Christmases to come.

I always thought our parents knew about our adventures.  It has only been in recent years I learned they did not.  It would seem I told on myself!  Thank goodness I’m too old to be grounded.

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