Christmas Morning Breakfast
Growing up most holidays were spent going back and forth between both sides of my family, Christmas was different. It was the rare holiday that was spent primarily at home, not running back and forth between granparents' homes. The first part of Christmas morning was spent with me getting to see what Santa Claus had brought me and then opening presents between my Mom, my Dad, and me. After we had time together as a family we got started on Christmas morning breakfast. My maternal grandparents, Mimi and Bubba, would come over to celebrate Christmas with us and eat breakfast. It was a festive affair. My Mom and I would carefully set the table with her good china and use her silver serving pieces. The table always looked so pretty and grand, after all we were celebrating the birth of Christ. Even after I moved out we still had Christmas morning breakfast together as a family. As time has gone on we have changed a few things about our tradition. Now my Mom and I go to Waffle House and eat breakfast together before we go back to one of our apartments and open gifts. We even bring a gift to our waitress since she has to work on Christmas day. We also leave a tip of course!
I hope you have enjoyed the past 3 posts on my Family Christmas Traditions. Do you have any that you want to share?
Thursday, December 24, 2009
My Family Christmas Traditions Part 2
The Nativity Scene
I was in the 3rd or 4th grade when my family moved to the house I mainly grew up in on Crabtree Road. It was a split foyer with 3 bedrooms and 2 1/2 baths with a large den downstairs. After we first moved in we built a custom bookcase in the den beside the fire place. It was a floor to ceiling bookcase that was at least 10 to 12 feet wide. It really made the large room more balanced. The bookcase would always be my first and favorite place to decorate for Christmas. My Mom would cover the bookcase with velvet material to hide the books. We would alternate what color we would use each year. I think my favorite was the blue velvet she put up as a backdrop over the books, it was the perfect backdrop to represent the night sky. Over the years we would add a piece or two to the scene, but I can still vividly remember our unique Nativity Scene. We would place sheep and shepherds along the bottom of the bookcase. The next shelf up we placed camels and the 3 wise men. On up we put Mary, Joseph and baby Jesus lying in a manger. The shelves above them we had angels. At the very top of the bookcase we had one large star. It was a beautiful Nativity scene, from the bottom shelf up it looked like the path that Mary, Joseph, and the wise men traveled to get to Bethlehem. It was the most beautiful decorations of all, even if I helped to decorate it.
I was in the 3rd or 4th grade when my family moved to the house I mainly grew up in on Crabtree Road. It was a split foyer with 3 bedrooms and 2 1/2 baths with a large den downstairs. After we first moved in we built a custom bookcase in the den beside the fire place. It was a floor to ceiling bookcase that was at least 10 to 12 feet wide. It really made the large room more balanced. The bookcase would always be my first and favorite place to decorate for Christmas. My Mom would cover the bookcase with velvet material to hide the books. We would alternate what color we would use each year. I think my favorite was the blue velvet she put up as a backdrop over the books, it was the perfect backdrop to represent the night sky. Over the years we would add a piece or two to the scene, but I can still vividly remember our unique Nativity Scene. We would place sheep and shepherds along the bottom of the bookcase. The next shelf up we placed camels and the 3 wise men. On up we put Mary, Joseph and baby Jesus lying in a manger. The shelves above them we had angels. At the very top of the bookcase we had one large star. It was a beautiful Nativity scene, from the bottom shelf up it looked like the path that Mary, Joseph, and the wise men traveled to get to Bethlehem. It was the most beautiful decorations of all, even if I helped to decorate it.
To be continued...
Tuesday, December 22, 2009
My Family Christmas Traditions Part 1
All families have traditions, the two that mean the most to me happen to be right around the corner. Christmas Eve and Christmas Morning Breakfast have been two family traditions that have continued to evolve from my childhood into my adulthood with a few changes. It's so wonderful that the traditions I loved and looked forward to as a child would be able to continue to grow and still be with me even as an adult.
Christmas Eve
For as far back as I can remember every Christmas Eve has been about the Christmas Story. As a child, my Mom, my Dad and I would sit around the Christmas tree and my Dad would read to us the true Christmas Story, the birth of Christ, right before I was put to bed. It was our family tradition. Every year we did this up until I moved out. Later my Mom and Dad divorced when I was an adult, so my Dad and I have kept Christmas Eve as our time to get together and celebrate Christmas. We would exchange gifts and spend time together as family and from time to time my Dad has still read the Christmas Story to me before he would leave. I remember one year we even went to a candle light Christmas Eve church service. For the past three years or so we would go out and eat together, exchange presents, and simply enjoy our time together. We don't always read the Christmas Story together every year, but I always try to sit down and read it myself by my tree right before I go to bed. I can't think of anything better than to spend Christmas Eve with my Dad and reading from my Bible the true Christmas Story.
To be continued...
Christmas Eve
For as far back as I can remember every Christmas Eve has been about the Christmas Story. As a child, my Mom, my Dad and I would sit around the Christmas tree and my Dad would read to us the true Christmas Story, the birth of Christ, right before I was put to bed. It was our family tradition. Every year we did this up until I moved out. Later my Mom and Dad divorced when I was an adult, so my Dad and I have kept Christmas Eve as our time to get together and celebrate Christmas. We would exchange gifts and spend time together as family and from time to time my Dad has still read the Christmas Story to me before he would leave. I remember one year we even went to a candle light Christmas Eve church service. For the past three years or so we would go out and eat together, exchange presents, and simply enjoy our time together. We don't always read the Christmas Story together every year, but I always try to sit down and read it myself by my tree right before I go to bed. I can't think of anything better than to spend Christmas Eve with my Dad and reading from my Bible the true Christmas Story.
To be continued...
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