When I was growing up, we had a silver Christmas tree and it went up year after year after year. One very similar to this one:
Ours had little felt angels on it though. I’ve mentioned before that my childhood memories are sketchy. I do remember that we waited until Christmas morning to open presents.
After I married Ron, we started on our own set of traditions. I made a different ornament to give as a gift the first 25 years we were married. I only stopped because they started to feel redundant! But I’d make dozens of the ornament and we’d keep some and give the rest as gifts. Some people were disappointed when I stopped 😉 AND we don’t even use them now because, well, I am a jack of all trades and enjoy change.
We always put the tree up the day after Thanksgiving and watched White Christmas while doing that. We’ve always had a green tree btw – real or artificial.
Except for one Christmas when we went to Arkansas, we’ve always had Christmas here and invited anyone who wanted to come. Some years we’ve had a very full house with people who were near strangers when they walked in and good friends when they left.
We read the Christmas story on Christmas Eve. This was normally after a candlelight service, but not always. When the boys were home, they read parts of it. This is the one part when I’ve always just been a proud listener. Ron always prays after this. He prays for everyone in the room and every member of our family. This is one of our best traditions and it makes me cry every year. OK, it can make me cry other times of the year too when he’s praying for everyone!
We always opened a present on Christmas eve, but we started opening all the presents on Christmas eve once the mystique of where the presents actually came from was no longer. Stockings are Christmas morning.
No food traditions except that Brandon prefers stove top stuffing, and if he’s hear, I pop open that box.
Now that Ron and I are empty nesters, things are a little different each year. Last year we spent Christmas at the beach with Brandon and my sister. This year we are heading out the day after for a short trip. We still read the Christmas story (I still listen) and Ron still prays for all of our family (where ever they are that night).
Now, I’d love to hear about your Christmas traditions!