Chris Reed’s Top-5 Favorite Christmas Gifts Of All-Time
As we rapidly approach Christmas, I can't help but look back upon a few of my favorite Christmas mornings while as a child or teenager. You know that Christmas morning that you will never forget because of what you got from either Santa or a family member? For me personally, Santa was never a let down. Here are my five favorite Christmas gifts of ALL-TIME!!!
One Christmas morning my sister and I walked into our living room and we were greeted with a MASSIVE train set. While she knew that it was not for her, I knew from the start that this was BIG!! The train set was arranged on a sheet of plywood and decorated with tree, shrubs, and other landmarks you would see in any city. The train probably consisted of 8-10 carts, and it was always a challenge for me to keep the train on the track. This present, the train set, stayed in my parents living room probably for 6-months being that we had no where else to put it in the house. The train set will forever be one of my top-5 gifts of all-time.
As I have grown older, now I understand why most K-9 breeders refuse to allow Santa to deliver puppies on Christmas morning. My sisters and I have received several pets as gifts, but there is one that I will NEVER forget. One Christmas morning we got a precious Pomeranian puppy from Santa. Before we walked into the living room, we knew that we had scored a puppy for Christmas because we could hear it. However, what we did not know is that Pomeranian puppies are feisty. Being overly excited that morning, I quickly snagged the puppy off of the floor before any of my sisters could claim it. Upon scooping up the puppy, I startled the little man and it went into total defense mode. Yup, the puppy snapped at me and in the process drew blood from my right hand. My present had bit me!!! I'll never forget as tears rolled down my cheeks me telling my mom, "what a Christmas gift." In the end the puppy, who later became known as "Spanky," became my best fiend.
One year I asked Santa for a 3-wheeler. My best friend at the time lived out of the city limits and had lots of open land for us to ride his 3-wheeler. Knowing that, one year Santa delivered my request, and it was done so in typical Santa fashion. After opening all the gifts under the tree, my parents saw that I was upset about something. So, they asked, "what's wrong did Santa forget something?" My answer was stern...my 3-wheeler!!! After a moment of silence, my dad pointed to a Dallas Cowboy sweater I had received. After a quick glance, I noticed something on the star of the sweater, it was a key!! My parents then proceeded to tell me to look outside and when I opened the front door...THERE IT WAS!!! I had my Honda 110 3-wheeler. I will never forget that moment for as long as I live. Nor will I ever forget that it was chained down so that the Christmas scrooge wouldn't take it. What a Christmas morning!!!
I have taken a lot of "heat" my entire life for being a Dallas Cowboys fan, yet it still does not deter my passion and love for that NFL franchise. Why am I fan you ask...I don't know, but I am!!! In Jimmy Johnson's second year as coach of the Cowboys, he started to wear the Starter Jackets during the cold months of the season. His first one to wear was the Blue, White, & Silver jacket. From the first time I saw that jacket I knew that I had to have one. Lucky for me, on Christmas morning Santa again came through. If I recall, the jacket was bit too small, yet I wore it EVERYWHERE!!! I even recall opening gifts all morning long with that jacket on. Every year since, while Jimmy Johnson was coach of the Cowboys, I collected any jacket he wore whether it was from the Starter line or Apex line. And yes, I still do have those jackets in a closet at my parent's house.
Of all the gifts that stand out through the years, it has to be the go-cart that my sister and I received one year that is the BEST!!! One Christmas morning we were surprised with a blue go-cart in the living room. It was 2-seater that had an orange flag on the back of it so that our parents could track us down in the open field. We, my sister and my friends, put THOUSANDS of mile on this thing. And while I don't have the proof to support my claim, I know that we did!!! My family at the time had property outside of the city limits and we rode that go-cart every weekend for years!! However, Santa tricked us in the early years because as we got older the go-cart seemed to go faster and faster. Yup you guessed, there was a way to set the maximum speed of the go-cart. Looking back, that go-cart was something else. I will never forget my parents having to turn it sideways to get it out the house, nor will I ever forget my sister, Brandi, throwing a few friends off of it because of the speed she took while making sharp turns. What a gift!!!