Sunday, December 21, 2008

traditions

I have no fond memories of Christmas baking. Not because my mom didn't bake a lot of goodies. She must have done a ton, because I do remember bringing baked cookies, caramels, etc. to neighbors houses while carolling. I just don't remember helping bake any of it. Hmm... maybe because I didn't.

As probably everyone knows, I'm not much of a baker. I'm not a huge fan of cookies, I don't really like candy a lot, and definitely don't like cake (I didn't even have one at my wedding. Gosh, I am so lame). However, if there is anything with a dip... I am there. Hence the fact that we go through salsa in record time.

Here is a picture of my great mom baking cupcakes with her grandkids. (Where am I? Well, somebody had to take pictures... and do other stuff).

This year, though, I am resolved to bake! While neighbors have received store bought things from us in the past, this year I am actually going to make something while hopefully supplying fond and loving memories to my own children. After putting it off for two weeks, I am committed. I tried yesterday, but I accidentally put all of the ingredients in the Mazda and drove to my parents house in the Altima. I think that perhaps I was subconsciously sabotaging myself. But no more! Tomorrow, at noon, I am going to my mom's house to make Christmas goodies.

One of my favorite Christmas traditions is gathering around the tree each night and singing Christmas songs. My family can do it for hours without repeating a song. This year, Rob and I have really tried to slow down in the evening and make time to do it each night, as well as read a Christmas story. It has been wonderful! Both my kids have learned so many songs already. We even sing when driving, each taking turns picking the song. Along with classics like Joy to the World, and Away in a Manger, my kids love to sing some lesser knowns like Go tell it on the Mountain, and the Friendly Beasts songs. After singing for a while, Kyle will eventually always choose, "I am a Child of God" and "I love to see the Temple." I think those two songs are actually quite fitting at Christmas. Don't you?

1 comment:

Cheri said...

Good luck with the baking! I never wanted to go in the kitchen as a child. My mom would do baking and always invite us in. Most my sisters loved it. Not I. Now I LOVE to bake. (Definitely different from cooking dinner - which takes place each day during the witching hour and HAS to be done.)

Oh- and beautiful tree. have a great Christmas!