I wake up Christmas Morning and run to the window, I look outside to see that fresh snow has fallen during the night and has covered the whole neighborhood with a blanket of snow, I put my slippers on excitedly and run downstairs to see that Santa has came, Beautiful presents with bows of every color that glisten from the lights on our Christmas tree, I can smell the sweet aroma of the Christmas ham with pineapples and brown sugar cooking in my mothers kitchen, I then run over to the table beside the fireplace to see that Santa has taken a big bite out of one of the Christmas cookies I left for him.
My stocking has been filled to the top with all kinds of wonderful thing's, that only I know as a kid that Santa can bring, Then my parents enter the room and they tell me it's time to open the presents, I get a big smile on my face and I start jumping up and down with excitement and shiver with anticipation, My father sits down on the floor next to our Christmas tree smiling with glee and hands me my presents from Santa Clause first, Once we all get our presents, we count to three, and the opening of Christmas joy begins, Santa has brought me everything that I wanted on my list, and this makes me the happiest kid on earth.
Just when I think the excitement has ended for our beautiful and exciting Christmas morning, My Mother calls us to the kitchen to see the wonderful and succulent masterpiece she has created for us to devour, With my mouth watering I run back upstairs and get dressed in my best Christmas clothes and when I return downstairs my Mother and Father are sitting at our beautifully holiday decorated dining table, I take my seat at the table and get ready to eat, I fill my tummy up with all kinds of food like sweet potatoes, stuffing, jello salad and especially my Mothers famous ham, After the Christmas meal I ask to go outside, I put my boots on and take my shiny brand new sled outside and go sledding, My mother calls to me to come inside and get warm, When I come inside she has a cup of steaming hot cocoa with tiny little marshmallows on top and a plate of Christmas cookies setting on the table next to the fireplace for me to eat, I sit by the fire and warm my toes, while eating my cookies and basking in the warmth of the fire, reminiscing of the wonderful Christmas morning I have had.
A beautiful memory indeed, for me to remember all year long till next Christmas, I think to my self what a wonderful and joyous time of year that we have to celebrate together. And then excitedly once again, I run upstairs and get my paper and pencil, I start to write down the thing's I want for next year.