I have been chatting a lot this season with others about the different traditions that families have to go with the Season. Before next year I wanted to document some of the ones our family has.
The children get pajama's on Christmas Eve that they open and then sleep in that night. Some years I make them other years they are bought, it depends on how much time I have left when i realize that Christmas is only x amount of days away.
We also string cranberries and popcorn for the tree every year. Well, maybe I shouldn't really say "we". Matt refuses to do it and the children are usually excited to do a strand apiece, sometimes Nana chips in, but mostly the next day finds me stringing them all by my lonesome. This year we let the ward borrow them for the Christmas party and the tree looked absolutely naked. We used to buy an ornament for everyone each year, but it got a little crowded and the ornaments didn't really mean very much sentimentally, they were just on the tree to be there. So, this year we abandoned that tradition, picked out the ornaments we really loved and Freecycled the rest. The tree looks like it can breath a little more now.
When I was a teenager I went over to a friends house and they had pictures of Santa with the children for every year since my friend was born. I resolved then that I would do the same. I love the way they all look and how you can see how the children have grown and how we have added to the family over the years. Even our old dog Jake is in some of them.
When we just had two children I started tracing their hands on Christmas fabric and cutting them out. I then cross stitch their name and the year on the hand and sew them on to a round fabric table cloth I bought and put a slit in. I adore this tree skirt.
Lastly, we have the Santa milk mug and cookie plate. Each of the children get to decorate a sugar cookie just for Santa . Then after dropping off the gifts he gets a little refreshment. Word has it that this year Santa got full after only the third cookie though.......
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