“Every Christmas it’s the same. I always end up playing a shepherd.”*
by chuckofish
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Well, as they say, it’s beginning to look a lot like Christmas.
Lots of old friends are showing up.
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I’m sure it’s the same at your house, right?
I watched A Charlie Brown Christmas the other night, but not the 50th Anniversary Special which was un-watchable. I mean I tried, but woof. As always, I enjoyed A Charlie Brown Christmas which I was no doubt watching for the 50th time!
Indeed, I remember watching it for the first time 50 years ago and loving it so much. All my friends watched it. I became a huge Peanuts fan after that. I had a lot of Peanuts stuff.
I insisted on reading the book aloud at our family Christmas Eve celebration the next year (everyone read something) and annoyed my older brother by trying to read in the voices of the kids on the television special. He was extremely intolerant of me in this respect. I felt his judgement keenly. (I was in the fifth grade and he was a cool tenth grader.)
Siblings. How do we survive the judgement of our older siblings? (Well, I guess my dual personality can tell you.) That was the last year we had our family reading and sing-along on Christmas Eve. Our older brother went to a party at his girlfriend’s house the following year, and was always busy elsewhere after that.
C’est la vie. Funnily enough, I think our brother resurrected this tradition for his own family. I’m sure they never read A Charlie Brown Christmas.
*Shermy in A Charlie Brown Christmas
dual personalities 
We also used to read every Christmas eve. Now we just go to church and work on cards. That’s okay, though. I didn’t remember a last time we read when we were kids. Your memory always amazes me!
Well, I remember because I was made to feel bad! You know how that works. For us, Christmas Eve was when we had to go to the in-laws until our mother died, then church took over. You gotta be flexible.
I do love your mantle collection!!
We do still play Christmas tunes and read stories! It’s funny that he made fun of you reading in strange voices, because he always uses hilarious voices during Christmas story readings himself. Luckily, most people outgrow their high school attitudes (I hate to imagine what the world would be like if we didn’t)!
Also, I love your Christmas decorations, they are adorable!
Hear, hear! You are so right. My brother was my absolute hero and that is why his judgement really stung. But he did not stop me from reading/speaking with “voices” that’s for sure!
This is like the time I insisted on playing a flute recital and then sobbed through it because Mary was reading a magazine instead of listening.
Love the decor, as usual!
I think I took a picture of you as well–adding to the indignity of the moment! 😦