I've been wanting to do something awesome for the month of December with this blog. I wanted to do a letter writing series because I saw that on a blog I follow. I was going to do something creative with the twelve days of Christmas, but I just realized there are ten days until Christmas. Great. However, ten is a good, whole number that has to be good for something, right? So I want to spend the next ten days blogging about ten Christmas traditions that my family has. I love Christmas traditions. Shoot, I LOVE CHRISTMAS!!!
Christmas Tradition #1
I don't even know which tradition to pick first. I can't bear to put one above another, so let me just put a disclaimer here that not one tradition is better than another (I'm so excited about this!!!).
One Christmas tradition that my family has is decorating the house on the day after Thanksgiving. My mom's entire family comes over to our house on Thanksgiving, so the house is clean like it should be before decorating. First things first: everyone wears Santa hats... or they are supposed to (we don't even pretend to believe in Santa, I don't get it!) My dad and my sister Rebekah always put up the outside decorations. The red bows on the window panels, the candy cane stripes on the front porch, and the icicle lights that hang from the roof. It's just their thing. Then we put up the tree. My dad puts the tree together and we decorate it: lights first, colored-ball ornaments next, then the gold bows and the white crocheted snowflakes, then all of my mom's snowmen ornaments (mini-tradition: my grandmama always gives my mom a snowman ornament for Christmas, so she has a lot of them!).
After the outside decorations and the Christmas tree are up, things start to get a little sketchy. We have all of these Christmas decorations that just sit around, and every year my mom says she is NOT going to put them all up, but we always do. So everyone starts to stress out because there is absolutely no organized way to put up all the decorations. I always try to take charge. Seriously, if everyone would listen to me, things would go much more smoothly. But this is how things go: Rebekah puts up the smaller tree in the dining room where we put all of our homemade ornaments and country-looking bows and stuff. My younger sisters Christina and Jessica just start pulling things out of boxes and putting them out all over the house where they think they should go. My mom puts on Bing Crosby. It's nice at first, then the music gets overwhelming.
By about 12:00 p.m. we take a break for lunch and examine the house. It's a wreck. So we put everything we did not use back into boxes and back into the closet. We vacuum the floor several times. We go to Wal-mart because after a day of decorating the house we cannot stand to stay in it. We come home and the lights in the window aren't just the headlights from our minivan, but the Christmas tree waiting for us. Christmas has officially begun.
Christmas Tradition #1
I don't even know which tradition to pick first. I can't bear to put one above another, so let me just put a disclaimer here that not one tradition is better than another (I'm so excited about this!!!).
One Christmas tradition that my family has is decorating the house on the day after Thanksgiving. My mom's entire family comes over to our house on Thanksgiving, so the house is clean like it should be before decorating. First things first: everyone wears Santa hats... or they are supposed to (we don't even pretend to believe in Santa, I don't get it!) My dad and my sister Rebekah always put up the outside decorations. The red bows on the window panels, the candy cane stripes on the front porch, and the icicle lights that hang from the roof. It's just their thing. Then we put up the tree. My dad puts the tree together and we decorate it: lights first, colored-ball ornaments next, then the gold bows and the white crocheted snowflakes, then all of my mom's snowmen ornaments (mini-tradition: my grandmama always gives my mom a snowman ornament for Christmas, so she has a lot of them!).
After the outside decorations and the Christmas tree are up, things start to get a little sketchy. We have all of these Christmas decorations that just sit around, and every year my mom says she is NOT going to put them all up, but we always do. So everyone starts to stress out because there is absolutely no organized way to put up all the decorations. I always try to take charge. Seriously, if everyone would listen to me, things would go much more smoothly. But this is how things go: Rebekah puts up the smaller tree in the dining room where we put all of our homemade ornaments and country-looking bows and stuff. My younger sisters Christina and Jessica just start pulling things out of boxes and putting them out all over the house where they think they should go. My mom puts on Bing Crosby. It's nice at first, then the music gets overwhelming.
By about 12:00 p.m. we take a break for lunch and examine the house. It's a wreck. So we put everything we did not use back into boxes and back into the closet. We vacuum the floor several times. We go to Wal-mart because after a day of decorating the house we cannot stand to stay in it. We come home and the lights in the window aren't just the headlights from our minivan, but the Christmas tree waiting for us. Christmas has officially begun.
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