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One Christmas morning years ago began with me and my big brother tumbling over each other to get to the wrapped presents I’d already tried to rip peeking-sized holes into. This likely occurs in many households in the early AM, but this specific memory pops into my head every Christmas season.

Beneath the white tree (a tradition) lay several gifts, but my mom also walked into the living room that morning with a trash bag full of gifts she had yet to put under the tree. My eyes lit up like the twinkling lights of the tree as we finally opened gifts. There were Bratz dolls, baby dolls, Lisa Frank, and stuffed animals that I’d immediately grew attached to.

Soon after opening presents, my mom walked me over to my neighbors house to visit my childhood best friend, Breanna. We hugged, told each other what we got, and exchanged gifts. I believe we gave her Hispanic Bratz candy that we both loved. It was a cherry-flavored candy that came in the shape of a lipstick tube. She coincidentally gifted me with a small Bratz makeup kit that came with bright blue eye shadow. As you can tell, Bratz were my favorites.

After greeting them, I returned home and dressed up for a lunch with family friends. My mom braided my hair and put me in a red velvet dress. With it, I sported white socks (the ones with the frilly part on top) with shiny black flats. I felt like a doll myself and received many compliments on the look.

At lunch, I spent most of my time hiding behind my dad due to my shyness. Being the only girl, I felt left out while the other kids played throughout the house. Seeing them have fun made me eventually start playing as well. Wrinkling my dress, I crouched down on a rug in the design of a city with Hot Wheels in hands.

Though the rest of the day appears blurry in my memory, it easily became my favorite memory of the Christmas season by far. The time with family and friends that day was time well spent, especially when we threw snowballs at each other on our way to the car as the snow crunched beneath our feet.

 

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    Friday favorites with Andraea

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    Friday favorites with Andraea

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    Friday favorites with Andraea

    Friday favorites with Andraea

  • Friday favorites with Andraea

    Friday favorites with Andraea

    Friday favorites with Andraea

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    Friday favorites with Andraea

    Friday favorites with Andraea

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    Friday favorites with Andraea

    Friday favorites with Andraea

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