I remember back when I was a child growing up in South Africa – Christmas was in Summer, not a snow flake in the air. Store fronts would spray fake snow on the windows for a frosty cold effect
Our Christmas stockings were actually my dad’s long rugby socks. These were placed at the foot of our bed, so when we woke up it was the first thing we saw…. my dad’s rugby socks had been stuffed to the brim full of surprises. This is just one of my family traditions that I love.
These traditions have helped to highlight fond memories in my childhood. I feel the repetition gives comfort and unification to the family unit. Repeating the same traditions over and over gives the kids something to look forward to and helps create the magic of the holidays.
Now with the twins we have started some of our own. Last year we made some wonderful, easy decorations for the holidays.
One that I especially love is cutting down our Christmas Tree. This tradition started before we even had the kids – my hubby and I would traipse through the rows of trees till we found the perfect tree for our home.
We go to the tree farm, jump on the hay ride pulled by a huge tractor and select our tree. We then cut it down with a huge saw, drag it back to the tractor and then load it up.
We got the tree home and put it up, but the decorating came the next day. I got a picture of the boys putting on the first ornaments. These they picked out at a winter market downtown – an orange “lion” for Mason and a bear for Cameron.