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The holidays are here. No denying it. We had many traditions with my family growing up. Each side of the family a bit different from the other. Either way, the day usually started with travel. An hour or two by car, depending on which set of grandparents we were visiting that year. On my dad’s side, we would usually have ham, unless my uncle had bagged a turkey while hunting. Mom’s side was usually turkey, although occasionally my papaw wanted ham because he was tired of turkey. Both families would gather in the kitchen and then spill out into the living room or outside if it wasn’t too cold yet. Someone would call us all together and we would quiet down for a minute. They would pray and give thanks and then it got noisy again while everyone was getting food and chatting all throughout the meal. The day ended with everyone pitching into clean up, put away the extra chairs, card tables and saying our goodbyes.
Christmas brings another set of traditions. We would go out into the woods behind my grandparents house and find the perfect cedar tree. Not too big, just the right size to go in our living room. This happens right after Thanksgiving. We cut the tree and tie it to the top of the old Rambler station wagon. Of course as soon as we get it home, it’s got to go in water and get decorated. The ornaments were always an odd assortment including several hand-made ornaments from each child. The stockings were hung by the chimney with care – sorry couldn’t resist 🙂 Mom would always make gingerbread cookies. We’d go to Christmas Eve service and then the kids could open one present before going to bed. Get up at the crack of dawn or maybe before and wake the parents. Build up the fire and open presents. Mom would be making bacon and waffles or sometimes blueberry pancakes. If we did not stay home, we went to visit the grandparents. It was very similar at the grandparents, except they tried to feed you more.
Dad was into photography, so everything had to be photographed. Family gatherings, decorating for Christmas, raking leaves, camping, hiking, you name it, he photographed it. I’ll get around to digitizing some of those old pictures. Hmm, that’s probably a couple of hundred blog entries right there. And maybe a therapy session or two 🙂
What are your family traditions? I would love to hear yours, so please leave a comment below.