|Vintage book...I just liked the cover!|
I love Christmas, mostly because it means family and memories and traditions. Some of my favorite family memories growing up involve Christmastime and very few are actually related to the gifts under the tree.
This year I thought it would be fun to do a little series on my blog called The 12 Days of Christmas. It doesn’t really have anything to do with the song, just that I’m going to do 12 posts related to Christmas, in the 12 days leading up to Christmas. If I am feeling real clever, perhaps I can connect the song with my topic for the day. But not today.
Perhaps my all-time favorite Christmas memory involves Christmas trees.
When I was really young, the church my family attended was very conservative and kind of discouraged the secular celebration of holidays. So there was no talk of Santa at all, and we were unaware of all the hub-bub that surrounds Christmas.
But come Christmas Eve, my parents usually gave in. Not because we (I was the oldest of three at the time) asked for it, because we weren’t aware of what we were “missing.”
|Miss Rose, almost 3 yrs old|
I think it was the Christmas I was 8 that we got “Christmas plates” instead of stockings and we got to pick out an ornament for a small tree at Fred Meyer (we lived in the Seattle area).
|Our family, 2006, about 5 months pregnant with Gracie|
One year when I was in college, my dad didn’t go with us—but us kids still went and even introduced my college best friend to our tradition. I think that year might have involved scaling a fence, but thankfully my memory is a little fuzzy.
|Christmas 2009: the year I had TWO babies needing Mommy to hold them.|
|Our first Christmas in our new/current home!|