Christmas has always been my favorite time of the year. Not just for commercial reasons, like the tree and presents, cider, cookies and such but the family traditions, the spiritual significance and the memories that inevitably intermingle themselves within the season. I truly want to establish some family traditions. Some of them light and just fun, some of them with deeper significance and worship at the heart.
Phase One of the season has been just plain FUN:
The kids each have their own mini tree for their rooms. Joey, who is packing heat baby, ( you never know what may be lurking in your fake fir) placed his airplanes and snowmen in no particular order on his tree.
We made ornaments last year as small token gifts attached to bottles of cider for family. It was so much fun we decided to make some different ones this year. I think making ornaments will become one of our traditions.
Samuel, who joined in on the fun, decided to adorn himself with his finished product. We enjoy having his presence. It offers a fullness that is otherwise missing.
Even Gabe was able to appreciate a well made jingle bell wreath. Jingle on little buddy!!
For the last 2 years we have relied upon this little guy as our tree. Our lives were just too crazy around Christmas to subject a larger tree to the insanity. The children decorate it any way the want and set up their nativity and gingerbread village around it. The girls get it “just perfect” and then Joey decides baby Jesus would be more comfortable in the bird nest! It’s kind of fun. Like a Where’s Waldo game. We never know where baby Jesus will be. Sometimes he visits the gingerbread ski shop when He has a little free time, he he!
The kiddos. Sweet and well, Joey, a little salty too! I love’em!!
