I donâ€™t think we really had any Christmas traditions growing up.
There were those Christmases at my grandmaâ€™s when I was little; joyous and precious moments that has forever shaped what Christmas means to me. I do consider those tradition.
Last weekend when we were putting up the Christmas decorations, I realized that itâ€™s become somewhat of a tradition â€“ somewhere along the way Iâ€™d picked up some traditions of my own.
The tree usually goes up on the first weekend in December; we brought the boxes of decorations up from storage over the weekend.
The fun is in getting everyone to corporate, deciding what goes where, and the memories that comes with a few special ornaments.
And I, Iâ€™m always on hand with snacks; I made Italian wedding cookies, the unofficial cookie of Christmas â€“ Iâ€™m not sure why theyâ€™re called wedding cookies.
Iâ€™m in charge of music too, I love Christmas songs, especially the hymns I used to sing when I was a child.
I had Enyaâ€™s ‘And Winter Came’ album playing and every time ‘O Come O Come Emmanuel’ came on, we sang along reminiscently.
Itâ€™s one of my very favourite Christmas songs
And as the wonderful smell of cookies filled our tiny space, with soothing music playing in the background as we hung ornaments on the old tree I knew that this was a tradition I hoped to keep.
Such fun to create your own traditions – lovely photos – and lovely blog – I’ve just signed up to follow and am looking forward to more 🙂10 December, 2011 at 2:56 pm
Thank you very much Mary! Good to ‘meet’ you 🙂10 December, 2011 at 3:39 pm