Christmas's Gone By....

Christmas time brings a certain amount of nostalgia with it.  Today it walked right in through the front door and slapped me up side the head so I pulled out the old photo album.  This post is mainly for my sister but I wanted to share some of our childhood Christmas pictures.

Every year, Santa left ashy boot prints on our hearth. 

My sister lowered her neckline every Christmas Eve (she liked being on the naughty list).

I was just itching to play with my new doll.

Nothing says Christmas like Grandma's handmade Raggedy Ann dolls, a giant Sugar Daddy sucker and an indian head dress.

Mom was such a beauty, I never once looked like this for my kids on Christmas morning.

Dad was a different story.

I wonder what ever happened to these.

I miss you Sissy. Have a wonderful Christmas. I love you.

Holly

xxx-ooo