I received my favorite gift of all time many many MANY years ago. I can’t remember if she was under the tree or out in the drive. She didn’t have gold rims, but she was green, a glorious, spring-fresh green, and she had the little ribbon-thingies that hung from the handlebars. I named her Elizabeth, and I rode that trike all over the dirt drive. She was a horse, she was a wagon in a wagon train, and she was a car. To this day, when someone asks what my favorite Christmas gift was, I think of Elizabeth. What was yours?
Years ago I wanted a Ballerina doll. Don’t know if anyone remembers it she had brown hair and pink and white tutu and a crown on her head you could push and her legs moved. i wanted her so bad and this christmas all presents had been open and I tried to smile, but I didn’t have that doll. Then dad told be to go go open wall unit with christmas music and there she was. I still have that doll.
Oh Alisha! Isn’t it amazing how those gifts stick with us? Your parents obviously knew how much you wanted that doll. Sweet story.