Well.
One Christmas my father went to take a christmas tree for us, but he didnt came back until 2 am, smelling from 10 miles like alcohol.
We thought we wont have a tree that year.

A few days later, during the night we woke up with my father, dressed as Santa and with a tree on his back.

Its the best for me because he never liked anything....if it wasnt alcohol......

What a wonderful turnaround.
I was worried that it wasn't going to turn around as i was reading the beginning.

Surprises like that are really nice i think.

Um.. Guess one story that I enjoyed was when my friend was apparently diagnosed with cancer(not a type too bad though, she was able to get over it thankfully) her BF wanted to plan a surprise party at the next tournament he was hosting to cheer her up and that everything would be fine. So was during the time I was into baking and making imitation cakes he asked me to bake something special so after acting like idiots playing the obvious we surprised her with this http://i.imgur.com/UBlZP6i.jpg

Was lot better seeing her cheered up and we played the whole night of smash bros, mario party, and bomberman 64. Was bit annoyed though when someone literally took the whole pop tart lol

Awwh i can just imagine her face lighting up as you surprise her with that awesome cake and all.
That's really nice! She must have been so happy right there.

There's always someone going for the best parts. Hehe.

on christmas eve my Bf's youngest brother (20) and their step sister(18) was having a food fight with white chocolate in the kitchen for a good hour, we have a 4 minute video of it on facebook >.>

Oh my. What a mess.
I don't really like Facebook at all, but you're making me wanna spend 4 minutes of my life on there now.

4 minutes out of a full hour? Sounds like the fight took a drastic turn.

we just caught the tail end of it, the rest of us (me, my bf, and someone else) were busy playing smash bros, but the tail end of it, white chocolate is just smeared their faces so we managed to get that in the video, it was originally dipping pretzels into white chocolate and sprinkling candy candy cane on them (which is really good, as long as you use unsalted)

I have a few, a few memories are of me and my mom driving around neighbor hoods looking at the decorations (back when people here decorated), another is of my grandfather and I going out to watch the deer (back then he called them "Santa's backups" as I was a lot younger). But my most fond moment is when my cat would run frantically through the wrapping paper and dragging it with him throughout the house.

Even something as simple as driving around looking at decorations can be made memorable, that is the beauty of it.

"Santas' Helpers" That's so cute.
And a cat dragging gift wrapping paper all around the house like some crazy little furball in ecstasy. Those little cuties can make anything a toy, which is fun for the rest of us. ^^

Cause we all know that paper is evil.

we use to get real pine trees for Christmas, their smell just seemed to make Christmas that much better, decorating the tree was fun. the last time we did this dad was outside digging dirt out of a hole to fill the planter pot we used for the tree.. while his back was turned our cat went and pooped in the hole - we're all standing at the kitchen window laughing and he got mad at us and stormed off.

but the smell of the pine tree is my best memory of Christmas, better then the presents

That is really cool. I know most people i know cares more about the mess the tree makes in the place it's going to be, than the Christmas spirit and smell and feel.
Which is a real shame i think.

Haha! Sneaky little bastards. That is brilliant. That poor guy though.

My best christmas memory;

One time my grandfather took me out in the backyard and gave me our family heirloom; a recurve bow.

Started a lifetime hobby that I thoroughly enjoy!

Oh that's really cool.
I doubt I would be any good with a bow.

.. I'd probably end up tangled up in the string somehow.

XD i actually tried to picture that. That's adorable.
And it's pretty easy to learn, I'd teach you if you weren't across the ocean

I eep lm not sure lf l have a heartwarming story to share x3 not thst my chrustmas were bad but they were pretty normal l guess n.n anyway l will always hug shu to cheer you up

That's alright, sweetheart.

Your hugs warms my heart enough already. <3

Once when I was little, my family decided to go to Disneyland in late December, I think after Christmas. Anyways, we were for sure there during New Years and that night, after the park was beginning to close and the fireworks had all gone off, we were walking back to the entrance of the park. Well, it doesn't snow in Disneyland since it is in warm southern California. So instead, the folks running the park decided to make all of the little children feel like it was winter by shooting soap bubbles out high in the air and let them fall down on everyone below to simulate it snowing. Meanwhile, I was piggy-back riding on my uncle as our family was approaching the exit with everyone in the park crowding around to leave. Me, being the special, bright kid I was, saw all the 'snow' coming down and had a brilliant idea. I lean forward, focus on one reeeaaally big 'snowflake' coming right for me, and stick my tongue out to catch it perfectly... I immediately realized my mistake and start spitting all over, some landing on my uncle. But I had to let everyone know or else they'd suffer the same fate as I! Hence I scream out at the top of my lungs "DON'T EAT THE SNOW!!! IT'S NOT REAL! IT'S SOAP!"

TL;DR: I was the special kid who ate Disneyland snow.
My family makes fun of me for it to this day.. lol



I guess my most memorable Christmas memory was when I was probably in preschool or kindergarten. It's Christmas Eve, and wanted to stay up late to listen for Santa to come. As I was laying in bed, waiting, I suddenly heard footsteps on my roof. My heart stops for a moment, and then proceeds to race a million miles-per-hour. I hear the steps for about a minute before it stops, then there is nothing. Eventually I fall asleep and wake up to the usual Christmas morning of opening presents with family. As a result of this little stunt, I believed in Santa for probably longer than I really should have. I was so sure it was him because I knew my mom and dad were asleep in the other room, and my brother was asleep in his... well apparently he wasn't and he was the one who, in the middle of the night, went out to the back of the house, climbed a ladder to our roof, and stomped around in the middle of a snowstorm to give me that extra bit of 'magic'. I don't know if I should be grateful to him for going through the trouble, or be mad because I ended up being the last kid to recant his belief in Santa Claus after everyone else. xD

Ltd. It is a lot of fun ^ - ^
I would gladly played with soap bubbles.

Awwhh haha! That's a cute memory~
I lost it at your last quote.

I know how you feel, families tend never to let embarrassing situations be forgotten. Grr.

Brother Santa clause, eh? It's nice when people go that extra mile to help get you into the spirit. I think that's really awesome of them to bother with.
Even if it means believing in something for longer than usual~

I like to share with joy, but I have not had exciting adventures for Christmas.

Let's hope they are only waiting to happen!

My best memorie was when i was a chield, i got a Hot Wheels, toy something i think it was the: Shark Attack. When we put the batteries, with my two big brothers, the toy make a loud sound and say: I Scare you no?

You never know when surprises will pop up!

And that one literally, scare the shit out of us XD. The other one i have is when, a santa got his batteri run out, and it suppose to laught and say Merry Chritsmas, but the battery runs out and laught slow and demonic XD

When I was a little kid (3 I think, maybe 4) and my uncles played the santa and elves. I remember only small fragments of it but it was so much fun ~~~

These things can really stick with a kid later in life.
That is really nice~

well unlike most families my father left when I was only 3, it was hard growing up with just my mother and sister... my brother was in jail most of his life so yeah, he's out of the picture. Anywho, gifts were wrapped in newspaper and always hand me down clothes. as the years passed by things progressed to get worse, by age 7 I lost my left eye and that made things harder on the expenses as my mom actually tried to get it fixed but it couldn't be saved... guess i'm side tracking a bit, but christmas was always a sad time. since I moved away from my family and found a mate, things have slowly been improving each year, this past christmas was actually very interesting as my father who i've had no contact with since i was 3 messaged me on facebook, asked for my address and sent me a little money. Yeah, I wasn't really sure how to respond to the act seeing as how i really didn't know him but i thanked him and used the money to by gifts for my mate and his family, they fell on hard times this year so it was nice to be able to give for a change.

Oh wow, what a surprise to get. Wouldn't know how to react either.
It's really good that it turned out well and that you were able to help and give some.

Hope things will progress for the better from here on~

Well, the Christmas of 2010 I was in Iraq/Kuwait doing a mission for the Army (I was on the road a lot). Was in the middle of nowhere for Christmas and wasn't anywhere near civilization for at least two days. Got to one of the firebases in Iraq to relax for about a day. Opened up my email and noticed that there was a video from my family wishing me a Merry Christmas and to stay safe.

And everyone's Christmas wish came true with me coming home eight months later. Got many drinks that day.

Aww man. I can imagine that being such a nice experience for you. ^^
Nothing better than a family that cares. <3

I have no memories but delicious food on christmas. I haven't receive gifts as stuff you would like. I was mostly given tools, cause I like them. Since I have a bunch of little siblings they get the kid stuff, like video games and such. But then I spent most of those days watching horror films and stuff. Which I didn't this year, that felt odd.

Ew horror films..

Those are.. Horrible. And scary.

When I get my Nintendo 64

Best Christmas Evar

Still waiting, eh?

My whole family, mother's and father's side, all renting a house and spending Christmas weekend together. One of my favorite memories!

That sounds really nice!
Big family get together is so nice if everyone gets along.

It was awesome! Three generations of family hanging out and having fun. From my great-grandmother to my youngest cousin. And Christmas morning was magical with everyone there!

Probably when I bugged my dad to open my presents. I woke up at 5am and saw presents under the tree, so of course I ran to my parent's room to ask if I could open mine. My dad's response was to say no and roll over. Saying that it wasn't even 6:30am yet. So I go back to my room. At precisely 6:30am I run back his room and repeat the process. He does the same thing except muttering that it isn't even sunrise yet. So I go back to my room and stare out the window. As soon as the sun broke above my neighbors house I ran back and did it again. This time he gave in. XD I spent the next few hours opening toys and playing with them. I fondly remember watching the Jumanji cartoon and then playing Ecco the Dolphin: The Tides of Time on my Sega Genesis.

N'aww that's adorable.
Such eager child!

Good thing he gave in, third time's a charm it seems.

Me waking up and with a better blanket. So thick. And getting a flat screen TV.