Good morning loves!
I hope you are enjoying your morning cup of coffee, tea, or if you are a rebel a glass of wine [no judgement here]. I hope you enjoyed a lot of time with your family or friends and are ready for the holidays. In an attempt to get into the holiday spirit I wanted to talk holiday traditions, I would love to hear about yours as well in the comments below or on social media.
I would always be the first person to beg mom to get the Christmas tree out of storage so I could start decorating it with everything from ornaments to tinsel [I feel like I am the only one who did that]. I remember the first year I did it all by myself, I had so much fun being able to put things where ever I wanted with no one hating on my decorating skills.
The night before Christmas was always fun because I was able to stay up just a little longer with my mom baking cookies to leave for Santa. We would finish wrapping up any last minute gifts and tuck them under the tree. I would always remember that there were always a lot more under there the next morning once Santa arrived.
On Christmas morning I remember like it was yesterday my oldest brother Davy would always come into my room and whisper for me to wake up because Christmas Day had finally arrived. I would always wonder how I somehow made it from the couch to my bed. Then, I would get out of bed and run out to see if Santa ate my cookies, a little skeptical if I burned some but still excited. Year after year I would wake up to find a bite out of one of my cookies, then I would always open one gift under the tree before guest arrived. It was my favorite memory when we all lived together before going off into our own separate lives.