Sunday, December 30, 2007

Twelve is a memory I can't remember...

One of the greatest traditions that we have at Christmas is one that was started by Granny. My mother keeps a journal that is just about our Christmas gifts. Every year she writes down all the gifts that everyone gets. It is so much fun to read through the book and remember the doll I got when I was six or the book that Noelle gave me twelve years ago (cold mountain.) It is lovely to have something that remembers the things I no longer can.

1 comment:

Lori said...

That's an interesting idea. I need that! I can never remember what I got even if it was an awesome gift.