Check out those cowboy boots! I loved cowboy boots. In fact, I was still wearing them (not this exact pair, of course) through my freshman year in high school when I decided it might be a better idea to look a little more feminine (the boys were not impressed with my boots at the time).
Hmmm... 1970? My poor mom was always trying to give me baby dolls and fixing my hair in girlish styles. I'm sorry to say I rebelled terribly, whining constantly about pulling my hair back like that. The doll? I don't remember her at all. I do remember the John Deer Tractor matchbox cars that year (see those little boxes on the floor?). Oh... note another gun on the floor. Always a good gift in our home!
1974... this is a hotel room with the grandmothers in Crested Butte, Colorado where we cut down a little pine tree and celebrated with skiing and one gift... a sweater. I'll never forget that Christmas, seeing the skiers come down the mountain at night with lights, and snow everywhere. I was in heaven! (Don't you love that crocheted sweater I have on? Very 70's!)
I hope you have a very Merry Christmas and that you make some wonderful memories of your own this year!