What was the best Christmas present you ever received as a child? Reflecting on the question, I can't recall a single present. lol What I do remember clear as day is helping my brother put up the trains while watching Christmas specials on television. So I guess my brother is the best Christmas present I've ever had.  

but nothing could be further from the truth.

But still, despite receiving oodles of great toys that go played with for a few days and then discarded, often beyond repair, the best and most meaningful gift I got was a stapler.  Yes, a stapler.

To a 6 year old, the ability of adults to join two pieces of paper together held some kind of fascination for me that somehow I connected owning a stapler with some kind of rite of passage to adulthood.

When I found that stapler in my Christmas stocking one morning my heart jumped for joy.

And, unlike every other Christmas or Hanukkah gift I got over the years, that stapler is still in my desk drawer, and used nearly every week when I pay bills.

It was an "atrial septal defect" for you cardiologists in the house.

dad had built a fire. I was three years old, and my dad let me open a Christmas present because I was scared of the storm.

We traveled around a lot growing up, and the one constant for me was my family. This was especially important during middle and high school, when transferring to a new school was especially difficult (if you've ever been the quiet new kid you understand). So many many great Christmas memories. The breakfast mom made, the music dad put on was the same ever year. Just so comforting.

I was 13 yrs old and I wanted to be cool. Shocker. I wanted an ankle bracelet but my mom had said no. You would think I was asking for a tattoo. She said I was too young. When Christmas came around, we didn't always do presents, most years we just did the nativity scene but there were a few years we did. Well, this year we did and when she handed me the little box and I saw it was an anklet with elephant pendants hanging on it (her seal of approval), I couldn't believe it. It was the best present I had ever gotten. She died a couple of years later but not without making sure I was a cool girl first.

Who knew mrfisher was really Milton from "Office Space?"

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I needed that!
That thread below got my panties all bunched up.🚽🚽🚽

My ex had always liked the rusty metal sculptures you'll often see at art fairs. I'd made her a few over the years, but decided that for Christmas I wanted to make one that was very special.

I was 8 or 9 yrs old and in Oct. I was asked by my mom what I wanted for XMas, told her I wanted a Schwin String Ray bike ( they just came out). Well Xmas day I wake up with my 3 sisters go to the living room look around, NO FUCKING STING RAY BIKE, but many other presents. Parents wake up and we start opening the presents. Everyone I opened I would say things like "who got me this stupid gift?" or " this is dumb, I didnt want this" after driving my sisters to tears upsetting my mom to no end my hung over father had enough told me to gather up all the used wrapping and take them out to the trash in the garage. Me pissing and moaning, grabbing stuff, bumping into my sisters announcing "THIS IS THE WORST XMAS EVER and telling my youngest sister as I walked out the door to the garage "that there really wasnt a Santa Claus" she was heart broken and dumb founded, so out I go with the trash open the garage door and sitting in the garage is my brand new Sting Ray Bike. How do spell Schmuck?

Where I'm with someone I love and who loves me back ...nice dinner , maybe some kids running around waiting for  Santa , then the kids go to bed and we would watch a movie , its a wonderful life , some Christmas carols playing afterwards , and she tells me she loves me ..I think that would be the best present ever and the best Christmas ..

But someday if I have kids.. I definitely will...Just for them

Ever date Friends of your sisters ? Does that shit work ( having sisters and meeting girls ) ?  

Some drunk elf fucked up the house address , cause little mean kid should have got a boot , to get a kick in the ass with ......
good thing his sis ain't devin , she would have kicked him in his cabbage patch !

And " the truck got hijacked " I cried too .........xoxo

A very Merry Christmas to you and your family ...and I wish joy , good health and happiness to you for the new year ..

Thank you BIB. I wish you much joy and happiness for the season.

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A very Merry Christmas to you and your family ...and I wish joy , good health and happiness to you for the new year ..  
   
 p.s.....snuggle with that guy of yours , and tell him how much u heart him....(guys like that)....xoxo....  
   
 

I think I was around 11 and had been hinting,(snivvling?) that all the other kids had a bicycle. Then about a week before Christmas there was an ad in the paper for a "Monky Wards" bike. I said gee that is really ugly not nearly as "swell" as the Western Auto Flyer. My Dad went to Wards the next day and cancled the Bike he had on layaway and went to Western Auto and bought the one I had said was so neat. My mom told me about that a few years later and showed me the paper work on it. I loved that bike but not nearly as much as I loved my parents.

My father worked EVERY X-mas, so we always celebrated on X-mas Eve, and then X-mas morning, would get our little stocking stuffers and 1-2 extra presents from our parents. So, every X-mas Eve, we'd all pile in the car, and drive around to look at X-mas lights….when we came home, the presents from Santa were always under the tree…soot from his boots outside the fireplace..and the cookies & milk had been eaten. Well, if my parents were driving around with us in the car, then there HAD to be a Santa. When we got old enough, my mom disclosed that the neighbors, who had a key, would come over when we pulled out, bring the presents down, make a mess of the hearthstone, and eat the cookies & milk, lol.  

My Dad was a doctor in a small town in Michigan.. He was a GP that did everything .. including deivering babies, doing surgery .. ER duty.. everything..

An amazing story .....and I bet you grew up and became a train salesman , lol ....Merry Christmas..

on the way home we parked somewhere out of the way.  She undressed in the backseat & laid her floor length gown over the front.  Proceeded to put footprints in the headliner but it was worth it.  I was finding bobbie pins for the remaining life of that car.

we had the most amazing Christmas season that seemed to go on forever: we lived on Long Island at the time and went to stay in the city with visits to St. Pats, the tree in Rockefeller Center, ice skating, 5th avenue, and saw Disney's Robin Hood at Radio City just to name a few.  Back home and Christmas Day was everything we wanted and more, a kid's paradise.  My mother was handed a death sentence shortly before that Christmas and she thought she might not make it to the next one so she wanted to make it wonderful and memorable - she was right, and mission accomplished.  Thanks, mom.

I also remember those days , "the greatest generation" your dad was from an era of men who built this country .. a much better time. Children of the depression, asked for nothing and did more than any others ...again happy holidays to you and your family ...