Flash 55 Friday

Flashbacks....

When I was a child
Christmas meant:
Waking up early,
diving under the tree
playing for hours
No school for a week,
dad on vacation and
pancakes on Tuesday.
Ice skating with neighbors,
tobogganing, the old Polaris sled
Wearing funny hats and blowing
noise makers while staying
up late to welcome in
the new year....

We had the best time growing up. Between our house and our neighbors was a big field that we drove the old snowmobile around, then flooded for an ice rink. Our families did everything together, sledding, and parties, to New Years Eve. Our friend's parents are both gone, way too soon, and so is the field, replaced by houses. But these were precious times and Christmas was special right through New Years Eve every year as a child. Wishing you and your family a very Merry Christmas and a New Year filled with Happiness.....