tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8688207620251526295.post867212424405674018..comments2024-03-28T21:20:25.678-06:00Comments on Hiawatha House: PRESENTS UNDER THE TREERedhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17996243850279671523noreply@blogger.comBlogger35125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8688207620251526295.post-69241462835718972862022-12-11T17:33:33.257-07:002022-12-11T17:33:33.257-07:00This was fun to read! My parents put the gifts und...This was fun to read! My parents put the gifts under the tree and I did the same with my kids.Marthahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07470947568183528236noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8688207620251526295.post-39352658081171007532022-12-10T18:43:02.708-07:002022-12-10T18:43:02.708-07:00It was always fun to shake them and guess what was...It was always fun to shake them and guess what was inside!Far Side of Fiftyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07995757632158408442noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8688207620251526295.post-73479201984833143292022-12-10T11:31:58.299-07:002022-12-10T11:31:58.299-07:00Nothing beats tradition but I remember sneaking a ...Nothing beats tradition but I remember sneaking a peak at presents by tearing the corner and pressing it back into place. I'm sure my parents knew. We never had the tradition of putting gifts under the tree. They were always 'hidden' in the airing cupboard behind the hot water tanks, and always given to us in pillowcases, our version of the Christmas stocking I suppose. Chocolate coins were hung on the tree in their mesh gold bags - sensible not to put them behind the hot water tank :) Anyhow, I always knew where they were, and our favorite gifts were books (princesses, ballerinas, that kind of thing). My parents never gave an inkling that they had cottoned on to my sneaky peaking, and I never told them. I never ever asked my sister even years later if she did the same thing. Enjoyed your memories as always Red, an enjoyable read.DeniseinVAhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08494518513936310345noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8688207620251526295.post-6515094833219439412022-12-10T03:26:38.675-07:002022-12-10T03:26:38.675-07:00It was a hard and rather spartan life in Esk - far...It was a hard and rather spartan life in Esk - far from anywhere. However, whenever you write about those days, you do so with fondness. It was a great foundation on which to build your adult life. I am sure that you value small comforts more than most people.Yorkshire Puddinghttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06019673884543913089noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8688207620251526295.post-61738224806550263542022-12-09T14:55:20.812-07:002022-12-09T14:55:20.812-07:00Shaking the Christmas presents was a tradition for...Shaking the Christmas presents was a tradition for my sister and me, and later my children growing up. Such delicious anticipation! I usually got a new doll or my mom made a new set of clothes for an old doll that was then wrapped and put under the Christmas tree. But one year I got a new bike from my grandparents! I’ll never forget that. Cynthiahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16035113274497372396noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8688207620251526295.post-65532625310076916302022-12-08T20:27:37.281-07:002022-12-08T20:27:37.281-07:00There are many variations in Christmas celebration...There are many variations in Christmas celebrations.Redhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17996243850279671523noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8688207620251526295.post-30656065150583988052022-12-08T20:26:24.708-07:002022-12-08T20:26:24.708-07:00You taught them a lesson by involving them in the ...You taught them a lesson by involving them in the process. Redhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17996243850279671523noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8688207620251526295.post-36243316871357248692022-12-08T20:25:34.656-07:002022-12-08T20:25:34.656-07:00We seemed to know where these gifts came from. San...We seemed to know where these gifts came from. Santa filled the stoking.Redhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17996243850279671523noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8688207620251526295.post-62832272566008147652022-12-08T20:24:31.448-07:002022-12-08T20:24:31.448-07:00I think the fake tree has taken over the tradition...I think the fake tree has taken over the tradition. Redhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17996243850279671523noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8688207620251526295.post-8708403494210863152022-12-08T20:23:56.049-07:002022-12-08T20:23:56.049-07:00I have pleasant memories of Christmas as a child. ...I have pleasant memories of Christmas as a child. Redhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17996243850279671523noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8688207620251526295.post-22851613923899672012022-12-08T20:22:57.617-07:002022-12-08T20:22:57.617-07:00And there were many different rituals. And there were many different rituals. Redhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17996243850279671523noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8688207620251526295.post-55939386895896308222022-12-08T20:22:26.443-07:002022-12-08T20:22:26.443-07:00We rarely saw a spruce tree and I remember the sme...We rarely saw a spruce tree and I remember the smell of them.Redhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17996243850279671523noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8688207620251526295.post-17049918144101118392022-12-08T20:21:15.048-07:002022-12-08T20:21:15.048-07:00It sounds like your kids did a thorough search but...It sounds like your kids did a thorough search but you beat them at the game. Redhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17996243850279671523noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8688207620251526295.post-49803564788062582052022-12-08T20:20:16.165-07:002022-12-08T20:20:16.165-07:00Never heard of that kind of tree but it sounds gre...Never heard of that kind of tree but it sounds great. Redhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17996243850279671523noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8688207620251526295.post-67215205957287388262022-12-08T20:19:32.584-07:002022-12-08T20:19:32.584-07:00We'd feel guilty of we broke with the traditio...We'd feel guilty of we broke with the tradition. Redhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17996243850279671523noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8688207620251526295.post-57743051546231591962022-12-08T20:19:01.682-07:002022-12-08T20:19:01.682-07:00Many different traditions. When our daughter lived...Many different traditions. When our daughter lived here she insisted on hosting Christmas. Redhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17996243850279671523noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8688207620251526295.post-90011167216270647122022-12-08T20:18:01.908-07:002022-12-08T20:18:01.908-07:00Our tree is in a box waiting to be sold on a garag...Our tree is in a box waiting to be sold on a garage sale.Redhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17996243850279671523noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8688207620251526295.post-3893571785341249832022-12-08T20:17:15.890-07:002022-12-08T20:17:15.890-07:00There are many different traditions.There are many different traditions.Redhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17996243850279671523noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8688207620251526295.post-79311575152372297502022-12-08T20:16:40.616-07:002022-12-08T20:16:40.616-07:00Some presents have a great story. Some presents have a great story. Redhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17996243850279671523noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8688207620251526295.post-72845393283453589882022-12-08T20:14:57.094-07:002022-12-08T20:14:57.094-07:00Some things were easier then but we had nothing. Some things were easier then but we had nothing. Redhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17996243850279671523noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8688207620251526295.post-41777571777900148972022-12-08T19:33:55.433-07:002022-12-08T19:33:55.433-07:00My brother and I got gifts when we were little fro...My brother and I got gifts when we were little from just one aunt and uncle. And that was it, but it was enough. Our kids got a gazillion gifts sent to them from Hawaii in Illinois, but I don't think they ever manhandled them. They did know they were lucky to have a more secure childhood than I did. I imagine those few gifts you had were even more special because you didn't have many. As a matter of fact, my aunt recently passed away, but before she died I told her how much I appreciated her making the holiday so special for us. I hope she could hear me.Kayhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07461569436322815787noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8688207620251526295.post-21064284695808724712022-12-08T18:58:45.253-07:002022-12-08T18:58:45.253-07:00When the children were VERY small, presents did no...When the children were VERY small, presents did not go under the tree. However as they got older, and boxes arrived with gifts from the far away relatives, they DID go under the tree. Very often, they were allowed to put them there themselves. It was part of the excitement. Debbyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09531125606268748793noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8688207620251526295.post-75242122830398987162022-12-08T13:26:04.678-07:002022-12-08T13:26:04.678-07:00Our gifts never appeared until Christmas Eve, or C...Our gifts never appeared until Christmas Eve, or Christmas morning, depending on when we opened them. Santa had to bring them, you know. That's the way we still do it. Linda Reederhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07665601809156707572noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8688207620251526295.post-7751812659946110172022-12-08T13:19:42.862-07:002022-12-08T13:19:42.862-07:00We had trees when I was growing up. I am past havi...We had trees when I was growing up. I am past having that in my life.William Kendallhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00331324250821836822noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8688207620251526295.post-18184923096508582752022-12-08T10:49:18.808-07:002022-12-08T10:49:18.808-07:00It was a tradition in our house too. Fun memories...It was a tradition in our house too. Fun memories. :)Billhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12250609752743750337noreply@blogger.com