September 25, 2009Paulette’s Christmas Contest Entry – Vintage Child’s Pink Stove and Fridge!
Christmas Eve 1961: My sister and I are plopped in front of the presents under the Scotch pine decked out with tinsel, Shiny-Brites, and other baubles. There were even a few clip-on candles on it somewhere, just for nostalgia’s sake, left over from the days they really and truly “lit” the Christmas tree (but only once, on Christmas Eve, and with a bucket of water nearby). This was Grandma and Grandpa’s humble living room, a room not much bigger than the space that the tree, the console black-and-white TV, and the bric-a-brac shelf occupied. But there in that small house gathered the whole raucous lot on my dad’s side at Christmastime. No doubt a number of them were crowded in the arched doorway right behind the cameraman, a cold bottle of Kingsbury in hand, the smell of potluck hot-dish and other goodies on the kitchen table competing with that of the coal-stoked furnace below. And there we were, sis and I, in matching Christmas outfits handmade by my mother. I’m the younger tot, giving what may appear to be an unconvincing thumbs-up to the festivities. What had actually occurred, I’m told, is that I had just been asked for the umpteenth time to take my thumb out of my mouth so Daddy could take a picture. Well, at least I’m not in this alone. Look who else is nonchalantly wiping her thumb right next to me. This captures one of so many fond memories I have of Christmases at my grandparents. Anyone else have a hankering for cream cheese layered lime Jello all of a sudden?
On Christmas morning, we woke up to presents back at our own house that Santa had delivered. I heard Santa complain in later years that that blasted pink stove and fridge took him until 3:00 in the morning to assemble. This picture was taken at some point after the morning gift-opening mayhem. I look a little shell-shocked, as if to say, “You know, Dad, last night was stressful enough and now this? Well, it’s all great, and I’m sure I’ll enjoy these toys later, but right now, you know what would be good? If I could just sit here and eat this orange slice and watch my sister figure out what we’re supposed to do with that pink kitchen setup over there. Then maybe a nap would be good. You know, just me and my thumb.”
What a fantastic story, Paulette! I love it! And that pink kitchen set is just too cute!
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