Family traditions. We all have them, to one degree or another.
When our three were little, December 21 marked not only my birthday, but the day that they could begin opening ONE present under the tree daily until Christmas Eve. They would spend serious time weighing thoughts on just which present to open. They would appreciate this one gift, without all the frenzy that happens when multiple gifts are opened.
Moving on to Christmas Eve, we would all attend the family church service, then go home and open up all the rest of the presents under the tree, giving Santa a clear area for the next morning. Each child picked out the spot where Santa should leave his/her loot (everything arrived unwrapped…Santa doesn’t believe in wasting wrapping paper!). Location is everything…no dispute over ownership when your property is staked out. No sirree.
Fast forward to our now empty nest. We still attend the family church service on Christmas Eve (it is the children’s pageant, and the older ‘grands’ are in it—priceless). A crockpot of soup (more on that on another post) awaits the church goers when the whole family gathers here to eat and open up all the gifts. That leaves the kids free to visit their other families the next day. Just peachy.
So…please share some of your family Christmas traditions. I love reading about them. Seriously.
Have a wonderful Wednesday, y’all! I’ll be beading…again.