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It's strange. I cannot remember any of my Christmas gifts.

My best gift was when I was in the 10th grade....it was the year of the racoon collared camel hair coat and I wanted one so bad I could taste it! About 1962...

I already had the coat but as a single parent home there wasn't much $$ BUT somehow, somewhere she got the money for that collar!

My Nana sewed it on for me...I had that coat all thru highschool and beyond! It was a classic.

The worst gift I ever got was from my MIL, she gave me two ceramic siamese cats...they were hideous. Thank heavens one of the kids 'accidentially' broke them quite soon after Christmas...lol.

For our second Christmas, my husband took me to a friend's house where my present was waiting for me. A little--soon to be big-big--adorable Old English Sheepdog barged out of another room and came bounding toward me. Howard was so, so cute and loving!

Many, many special gifts for Christmas -- from the time I was a little girl. A very special coat I admired in a children's clothing store we used to pass every day -- light teal with a fur trimmed hood. My mother got me that for Christmas, along with a matching muff. And I wore it on the sleigh ride through the City for my dad hired a hansom cab, horse and driver to take us on a sleigh ride. It was a white Christmas that year and a magic one.

A very special BIG doll house, another gift that made Christmas special. Dolls my parents got me always one every Christmas until my early teens.

A week trip to California and Nevada when married that was exceptionally nice and fun.

A certain blouse my husband got me, perfect choice, poet sleeves and collar.

I don't remember gifts that were disappointments for I remember the thoughtt behind them, that someone cared enough at least to get me something for Christmas.

Oh Gee, many to choose from..One that comes to mind is last year from my "grandson-In-Law" He gave me one day a month to do chores I have trouble doing. He has'nt missed a month yet and I hope he gives me the same thing this year!LOL Actually they all do alot for me, but its nice to make a "honey do" list for the extra things!

HA Marti!
I can't either!!!
too funny

when I was about 8 years old it was a nurse's kit.
Last years favorite gift was a love jar my daughter hand made for me. It was filled with loving quotes she printed and hand printed on delicate pieces of paper.

My older son moved back home with me when his marriage ended. It was a very sad time for him, and for me, too. That Christmas, he gave simple gifts to his dad and stepmom, and spent a little more on his sons. As he and I sat in the living room, opening gifts, I gasped! He had bought me a digital camera..."because you don't even have a camera, Mom..."

And I have used it ever since. I have literally thousands of pictures I have taken with that little camera. It truly is a gift that keeps on giving. And I think of my son every time I use it.

gifts?? here too, I can't rem any one thing special. I think the gifts of seeing and hearing the smiles and laughter on love ones faces.

That is truly a precious gift, Rose.

Gifts received ... I remember the coat my mother made for me when I was little. There was one other very special one as a child - my grandmother took me to a big department store where I fell in love with a ballerina doll whose every joint moved. I knew it was very expensive and I was overjoyed and surprised when my grandma gifted me with this very special doll! I remember getting a Barbie doll, with the white "bubble cut" hair style, in the very early '60's. Shortly after that, my parents were divorced, and Christmas was a hard time for my family of four siblings, so gifts were mostly what we needed clothes-wise. Later on, after I was married and working, I loved to shop for Christmas gifts for family and friends. Now the gifts I remember getting are a nice quilted-looking blanket my sister gave me one year, that I'm still using - the cordless drill I'd asked my older brother for - and the unicorn poster my younger brother had mounted on wood he'd shaped and stained and finished, because he knew I loved unicorns.

The funniest/weirdest gift was from my sweetie's mother a couple of years ago ... a life size, badly painted resin goose match holder. It was re-gifted, in a white elephant gift swap last year :) She also sent him a pair of lounging pants that were so large, both of us could fit into them at the same time! I suppose her thinking was, better too large than too small ...