I recall a Christmas Eve going to my mother's parents house.Her father made red Jello with sliced bananas in it.He put it outside on the well box to gel because they did not have a refrigerator. Mamaw would move the beds into the front two rooms of the house where the fireplaces were.The quilts were piled high making it difficult to move once you were in bed.That particular Eve Santa came and gave me a little car that actually ran bumping into everything.

To this day strawberry Jello with bananas is a comfort treat for me.

Tell about a childhood memory about Christmas.