These came in the cardboard cartons of Coca-Cola.
Don’t you wish they’d do this again?
I miss the simple days.
You know, the ones before iPods, computers that can generate anything and Wii.
We had construction paper garlands, presents made from glass baby food jars (which were not hard to find in any family garage in my youth). The days when Coke was a treat you got on the happy day your mom decided you were good enough to go to McDonalds.
Your tree was branchy, not bushy. Maybe it was flocked. Maybe it wore popcorn garlands. A box of toilet paper and rocks wrapped up under the tree just for your brother (a family joke).
For presents we covered bottles with tissue paper and glue and made “vases”. We made paper Santa’s with cotton beards and snowmen. We put on Christmas plays and tie-dyed shirts. We made things from clay.
Is this what happens when you get old – all of the old stuff of your childhood seems better than the new? I remember rolling my eyes when my dad talked about “the good old days”, and yet here I am, doing the same thing…
What things do you remember fondly from your childhood Christmases (or whatever you celebrated)?