Do you remember a Christmas tradition or item from your youth? I remember the cardboard fireplaces and the TV stations

[Dorothy V]

67. That pink light bulb, pushing a candied yam around on my plate (I hate yams, even candied ones), and Mom's wonderful

collection of tree ornaments.
The pink bulb was a tree light. All the other bulbs were the standard red, green, blue, yellow and white, but there was this one pink bulb, origin unknown. These were the old style bulbs, not the little ones they have nowadays.
I still hate yams. And sweet potatoes.
Mom had birds, some lanterns, ceramic bells and other little doohickeys from at least three generations and several countries. I still have two of the birds, two lanterns, and three bells that somehow have remained unbroken over the years. The lanterns are the oldest, dating from before WWI, and the bells are from Germany. I love them all but my fave is the smallest bell, a tinkly little thing no longer than an inch or so and painted with tiny pink birds. We called it the baby bell.
It was always special when Mom brought out her box of pretties, as she most rightly called them, and hung them on the tree. We were all admonished to look but don't touch, and for a wonder, we minded! What broke the most of them over the years was the constant moving, not kids.