Christmas memory

I just remembered another Christmas! I was with my Dad. I really loved him very much. I thought he was a great guy, the most handsome man in the world. Anyway, I just remembered a Christmas that he bought me a motor scooter. I was soooo excited! The room I was staying in has a sliding door when I opened it on Christmas morning that scooter was right there in the living room. It was probably the greatest gift ever. I went right outside and started riding up and down the road. (My dad lived on a country road so there was no traffic.)
A few months later I wrecked the scooter, broke my wrist, and dad sold it. But while I had it it was the greatest.
It seems that most of my good childhood memories involve my dad. As I said before I am not saying that nothing good ever happened with my mom I am just saying that I don't remember them.
I just thought I would write about it when the memory came up. Maybe if I keep writing here more memories will come. It is actually pretty exciting for me when a memory jumps into my head. Especially one that brings a smile instead of tears! I hope everyone has a blessed Christmas and that you all get everything on your Christmas list!