Sunday, December 13, 2009

Brave: Sunday Scribblings


Excitement barely restrained, is what it was in the early years. And while "barely" restrained was not enough restraint 364 days out of the year, it was enough on Christmas morning. Five children awake far earlier than they should be. Five children far louder than they should be. Five children at a fever pitch gradually climbing and climbing.

The rules are hazy now, so many years later, but I remember some of them:

  • Under no circumstances could anyone so much as look under the tree until all seven of us were awake.

  • If you were up before 6 o'clock -- too bad if you couldn't tell time -- you could not make a noise that might awaken the beast.

  • If you were up before 6 o'clock, you could get your stocking -- and your stocking alone -- down and have the contents.

  • No earlier than 6 o'clock, coffee was to be made and brought to the master bedroom as a device to ease the awakening of the beast.

It never went well, awakening the beast on Christmas morning. Come to think of it, it never went particularly well awakening the beast on any non-work day morning. On Christmas morning, though, there were five brave kids ready to take on the mission of awakening Dad.



[Sunday Scribblings is all about being brave this week.]


9 comments:

gs batty said...

That is really cute. In our house, it was Mom. Dad (me) was always awake with the kids, laughing and giggling as much as they did. I miss those days.

Wendy said...

the idea of parent(s) as "beast" is great! comical.

Tumblewords: said...

Hilarious!

Catherine Denton said...

I cracked up at the line, "coffee was to be made and brought to the master bedroom as a device to ease the awakening of the beast". My kids do the same thing! lol I must be the beast.

shraddha said...

this is so funny

i very much enjoyed it..

quin browne said...

since these are our house rules, i have to ask: which one of my kids are you?

mayberry said...

My dad used to draw a picture of a skull & crossbones and attach it to a string tied across the top of the staircase. WOE BETIDE anyone who crossed that line. (We never dared.)

Dee Martin said...

We may all be related LOL. My kids could have their stockings. The stocking would be on their bedroom doors with the hopes that we could coax them into spending a little time playing with the contents in their rooms before they started making enough noise to disturb us beasts LOL

Bluebethley said...

A fine post with a child's view of "brave". Your story of Christmas past reverberates with love and humor. I remember waking the "beast" as well. And thank you for visiting my post. That was not an easy write!

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