Memorable Christmas Gifts and the Outing of Santa …

So I just realized while I was putting this blog together how “ungirly” of a little girl I was.  My most memorable Christmas gifts, except for maybe one of them, are not the average “little girl gifts”!  Maybe it’s because as a child I was mostly surrounded by boys … rough neck, frog-in-the-pocket boys, who were pretty much my only choice of play-mates in the neighborhood!

I had a few girly friends, but I’d much rather be playing in the ditches and building forts in the woods with the boys instead of sitting in the front yard brushing the hair of some  bug-eyed baby doll.  There were, I mean, only so many sub-plots you could play before the “Mommy and Daddy” game, got utterly boring.  Kimberly whatever-her-last-name-was, took her Baby Alive and went home when I suggested we see who could throw our dolls further up on the roof of the house.

I never saw Kimberly again and that stupid Baby Alive was still on the roof when we moved away.

Never in a hundred years would I have suggested throwing my all time favorite Christmas gift EVER on the roof …


#1  GREEN TONKA TOY TRUCK WITH WHITE WALL TIRES

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I got this for my fifth Christmas and I remember circling it in the Sears and Roebuck Christmas Catalog like it happened yesterday!  I’ve no idea where I originally saw it … if it was on TV or if someone in the neighborhood had one, but I made SURE Mom and Dad knew I wanted it.  Don’t ask me what else I got that Christmas because I can’t remember a single other thing … but that Tonka truck … I LOVED that toy!  And yes, I slept with it!  It went everywhere with me and even as a teenager, it sat on my dresser and held lip-gloss and necklaces.  Today it’s wrapped in newspapers and in my basement.  Not even my son was allowed to play with it.  Once I’m in Waynesville I want to have a special place for it so I can show it off!  To this day, that Tonka Truck is one of my most prized possessions.

#2  THE EASY BAKE OVEN

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So most little girls played with their Easy Bake ovens until either their cake mixes ran out or the bulbs burned out. Not me.   I loved mine so much that my Mom would mix up little sandwich bags of cake mixes for me to bake!  But that isn’t all!  I remember taking left-over pre-cooked spaghetti, some sauce and cheese and baking tiny casseroles!  I made tiny little biscuits … tiny cookies … and my favorite – a hot open faced Oreo with a tiny scoop of ice cream.  I was wildly inventive and my Dad, ever the guinea pig of the Easy Bake Chef, always smacked his lips and would say “delicious” … even though it probably wasn’t so great.  After all, there’s only so much you can to do to food with two 100 watt light bulbs.

#3  THE TWISTER GAME

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As an only child, this game was incredibly boring for me until my Dad figured out that the three of us (me, Mom and Daddy) could play together if one of us held the spinner in our mouth and we all took turns spinning.  It was actually more fun doing it that way than having someone sit on the side calling out the moves, because it always required someone to spin the spinner with whatever appendage was available and the spinner was passed along to the next person …. teeth to teeth.  Yeah yeah … germs were shared, but the laughter was ferocious and some of the best times with my Mom and Dad was spent watching my Dad lift his toe up to my Moms face and them working together to try and spin the spinner!

#4  MY SPIROGRAPH and GREEN PEN

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Of all my toys, this one both fascinate and frustrated me the most.  Actually, my Dad enjoyed this toy more than I did, but we would have “doodling” contests to see who could “doodle” the longest before our wheel jumped the track.  I think every Spirographer ran out of green ink first because it was such an unusual pen color at the time and boy did I covet my green pen!

But alas, I got caught by Mrs Wall “doodling” in class with my green Spirograph pen and a couple of gears and wheels, and my green pen was confiscated.  Spirographing was never the same after that.

#5 MY LIONEL TRAIN SET ♥ …. AND THE YEAR SANTA WAS ‘OUTED’

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If I live to be a hundred, I’ll never EVER forget the year I got my Lionel Train set, because that was the year I found out the truth about Santa.

It was 1967 and we lived on East Court Street in Hinesville, Georgia in an Antebellum home with beautiful beveled glass doors between the hallway and  living room.  My Aunt Lila and Grandma Hamilton were spending Christmas with us that year  They were sleeping in my room and I was sleeping on the roll-away bed in Mom and Daddys room.  We had all had a traditional cup of hot cocoa before bed Christmas Eve, but since Aunt Lila was there, she made mine “special” and put a peppermint stick in it (and more than likely a hefty dose of Peppermint Schnapps as well so I would fall asleep quickly).

I’ve no idea what time it was when I woke up and heard muffled talking in the living room.  I timidly crept down the hall to the closed glass doors of the living room, where I saw Dad and Aunt Lila on the floor playing with a train set and Mom putting a T-Set out.

My cousin, Mike, was right.  My parents WERE Santa.

I was mortified!  So I did what any kid in their right mind would do …. I kept my mouth shut and crept back to bed just in case they took it all back once they knew “I KNEW”.

Christmas morning when they came in and “woke me up” … yeah, right … I’d lay there all night wondering what else was fake … would my ears really fall off if I didn’t wash behind them? … would my nose REALLY grow if I told a lie?  …. were there REALLY Mommy spies everywhere I went who would tell her everything I did when she wasn’t around? These were things I was doubting now.  And the Tooth Fairy … and Easter Bunny …  and the “President of the United States” …. was HE even real?

Anyway, I played it cool, and my Daddy and I ended up playing with that train set all day.  Aunt Lila crocheted an afghan, Grandma snoozed in the easy chair, and Mom folded up all the used wrapping paper into neat smooth squares. As for me, I just suspiciously watched them all for the first time in my life.

One thought on “Memorable Christmas Gifts and the Outing of Santa …

  1. I really like your writing and memories, Lynne, so human, so real and a lovely humour. You come from the 60’s like me, so maybe that’s why your childhood tales strike such a chord with me (plus your choice of songs on your blog). And this one reminds me of my brother’s son whose next questions after the Santa myth was busted were… and the tooth fairy (same answer)… and the Easter Bunny… (same answer)… and God? Maybe the parents just got busted far beyond their ability to answer there!

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