Traditionally, We have Christmas Eve with the Chapin side. We all cram into Grandma and Grand Dad's house. The house becomes noisy as we all arrive. (All my Dad's brother's laugh the same.) We have a huge spread of appetizers ranging from egg rolls to meatballs. When it is time to eat we gather in a circle and hold hands and someone is chosen to pray. It usually isn't a long prayer I don't know if we would last. Then we all grab our plates and load up. There are the same joke every year. As you head to your set with YOUR plate someone comes to take it from you saying "Oh, Thanks for dishing ME up." We draw names and exchange gifts. One of the younger cousins help pass out the gifts. As soon as we all have a gift we are allowed to open them. (flashlights are always a hit with my Dad and his brothers) Then comes the throwing of the paper. Wrapping paper flies through the air until someone emerges with a trash bag to clean up the mess. Then we sit and talk until it is time to head home.
Last year when I came home for Christmas it was snowing pretty good on Christmas Eve. We got a call from Grandma Chapin saying she canceled Christmas. The roads are to bad. No big deal my parents quickly pulled together an awesome spread and we had our own appetizer Christmas Eve dinner. We ate and lounged out in the family room to watch some of our favorite Christmas movies. It was fun. It was comfortable. It was happy. I enjoyed being curled up on the floor with a pile of blankets watching movies with my family.
Then traditionally Christmas Day we spend it with the Lee side of the family. We alternate between our house and the De Boer's. First thing in the morning Michelle is ready to open presents. We all torture her and prolong it as long as possible. We all have to be showered. Mom puts the cinnamon rolls into the oven. We set the breakfast table. We pick up anything that doesn't belong out in the living room. Dad thinks of anything to make Michelle wait. Then when we are finally done we open gifts. I am slow. I like to admire the paper, the bows, the size. Michelle is fast. She rips it open admires it and moves on the the next gift. I like to let my pile grow. I like watching everyone else. Then after the presents. We have brunch. Mom makes cinnamon rolls, egg dish, fresh fruit, hash browns. It is always so good. After brunch we clean up and start prep for dinner. (we love to eat) While Mom slaves in the kitchen we all play with our new stuff. Usually, we have to set up something and try it out. Then all the family shows up. We visit, we eat, we visit more. Then we play a game. I don't like to play but I like to keep score (until I am told I am doing it wrong). Finally, everyone heads home and we settle into a movie.
I love our traditional Christmas but this year will be different. I can't wait to spend time with my family. In less than a week we will all be under the same roof. Making a new tradition. (Hopefully, posting for my Mom won't be a traditon that sticks around.)





