Monday, January 13, 2014

Traditions

When I was growing up we had a tradition where my mom helped us each make gifts for our grandparents and family. It was a lot of work for her to come up with something for each of us to do and then help us make them but she stuck it out. I still remember some of the gifts that I made; yarn angels, stenciled doilies, cross-stitched ornaments, and woven letter holders. Even more I remember that I felt important when we visited my grandparents and some of the things I made were on display.

Now I try to help my kids make small gifts for my grandparents and my parents. Thanks to the internet it's not too hard coming up with ideas, but it's a little bit of a job to try and get them done. We enjoy it though, and it's one of the many times when I ask myself, "How did my mom do this with so many of us??" In past years we've done snowflake sun-catchers, tissue paper candle holders, chocolate covered pretzels, different kinds of felt ornaments, and cinnamon sachets to name a few. This year I worked our gift making tradition into one of our Sunday afternoon activities. Each child received a gift bag and in it was a kit with all the supplies to make a gift for their great-grandmother.

Madeleine etched an original design onto a glass cup and added sparkles to make a candle holder. Beth pieced together a hot pad made from Christmas fabric. Mary stitched a heart shaped ornament with yarn on plastic canvas, and Gabe glued red, white, and green pompoms to a paper candy cane. I was so intent on finishing and wrapping the gifts I forgot to take a picture of the completed items, but they turned out cute. Madeleine was especially gracious when, after she spent hours working on a custom design for her candle holder, I dropped it in the driveway while I was carrying the gifts into the house and it shattered before anyone opened it. I felt so bad but she forgave me and said she didn't want everyone to see it anyway:)

Some time in the 80's the Dollar Store came to be and a new tradition was born for us kids. My mom took us there to do our Christmas shopping for each other and we would all run around with our coats covering our baskets and trying to avoid each other in the aisles. You may not think it, but some of the most appropriate gifts only cost 100 pennies. For example, one year my brother gave me a bottle of hairspray - if you were around in the 80's you know why I appreciated that. Another brother gave me a paperback cookbook that I still have and in it is the recipe for one of my husband's favorite desserts. When I was in college my brother gave me a pizza pan and I still cook pizza on one just like it. Then there was the pair of zebra striped leggings that didn't quite fit me but somehow managed to make an appearance in a high school skit...and I wasn't the one wearing them.

Now I take my kids to the Dollar store every December and they scurry around with coat-covered baskets, whispering to each other and then avoiding each other while they pick out presents for everybody. One year they gave me a photo album, "because you take so many pictures," and a notebook because, "you're always saying, 'I need to write that down'." Last year I got a calendar of lighthouse photos to remind me of my favorite places on the east coast. This year I got a collection of angel figurines and the one from Beth is playing the violin since she started violin lessons this year. The kids pass out their dollar store and homemade gifts for us all on Christmas Eve.  It's my favorite part of Christmas.

Every year December gets busier and busier and sometimes some of our traditions get put aside for next year, and sometimes new traditions evolve as our family grows and changes. There are some I won't let go of though because they mean something to me beyond finding a fun way to celebrate.

When speaking of family traditions Elder Donald L. Hallstrom said:

"Traditions, established patterns of behavior transmitted from generation to generation, are an inherent part of culture. Our culture and its related traditions help establish our sense of identity and fill the vital human need to belong.
Of traditions which are complementary to the gospel of Jesus Christ, Paul admonished the Thessalonians, “Therefore, … stand fast, and hold the traditions which ye have been taught” (2 Thes. 2:15). ... traditions remind us of the strength and sacrifice of our ancestors and inspire our efforts."
Cultivate Righteous Traditions, General Conference, Oct. 2000)

I feel very blessed to have fond memories of positive family traditions and I'm grateful for the continuity and unity that they brought into our family growing up. It's truly a pleasure to pass them on to my own children and to create memories with traditions of our own. I think the opportunity to do so during Christmas is one of the many gifts this season brings. What are your favorite traditions? I'd love to hear.


The Man Who Saved Christmas

Twas the night before Christmas for our family crew,
and we were all on the couch, sick with the flu.
Our fevers were raging and we were coughing real bad. 
The only ones still standing were Madeleine and Dad. 

Mom tried to make dinner like she'd planned in her head,
But Dad intervened and sent her to bed.
He called for Madeleine and they went to the store. 
They got everyone's favorite foods and a little bit more.

They laid out a picnic and turned a great movie on.
The kids started smiling and so did their mom.
After the show we gave gifts to each other.
We sang Christmas carols one after another.

We read of the star and how angels sang,
Of the wise men that traveled, and the shepherds that came.
We read of the Savior and how through His birth
Came salvation and joy to all people on earth. 

We may have been sick and been feeling real bad,
But Christmas was saved, thanks to our Dad. 
He came our rescue, he made everything right.
Christmas was merry for all and we all had a good night. 

It's a true story. The kids and I were too sick to do anything but move from the couch to our beds and back again on Christmas Eve, but Luke and Madeleine took care of everything and we had a nice cozy evening at home together. It's the only Christmas morning that I insisted on taking everyone's temperatures before we went downstairs but, aside from the fevers, the morning went off without a hitch. After we all "Advilled up" we pulled ourselves together enough to enjoy the afternoon with Luke's family.
Opening their gifts to each other
 Christmas Eve pajamas
 Reading with Dad
 Christmas morning before...
 During...
 and after
 Mary made sure Santa got his cookies, and it looks like he enjoyed them!

I hope you all had a great Christmas and wish you a happy, healthy New Year.





Tuesday, January 7, 2014

It Wouldn't Be Christmas...

Without kids wearing tinsel and towels on their heads.
 Our church held a nice Christmas dinner and all the kids participated in a nativity complete with costumes, props, and singing. Gabe was a star but insisted he was a shepherd so that's what we had to call him to get him into his costume. Beth and Mary were angels and they sang like it.

After the dinner and program a special visitor showed up to surprise the kids. Mary was too shy to sit on his lap but was still willing to whisper what she wanted for Christmas.
 Gabe wasn't shy at all and told Santa he wanted a Spider Man toy, an iron man costume, a Superman and an airplane.
When he hopped down he looked at his candy cane and then said bewildered, "He didn't give it to me mom. I told him what I wanted but he didn't give it to me." A friend standing with me knealt down and explained that the way it works is we tell Santa what we want, he brings it when we're asleep on Christmas Eve, and when we wake up Christmas morning, there it is! Gabe listened wide-eyed and then said, "Awwwwesoooome!" He was content with his candy cane after that.

It was a really nice event and a lot of people did a lot of work to make it happen. We're lucky to be able to celebrate with great friends and neighbors.