Wishing you a beautiful and blessed New Year.
Wishing you a beautiful and blessed New Year.
The house is so very quiet today.
There is no rushing around finding or wrapping the last gifts, planning menus, baking sweet treats or preparing for guests.
Audley has returned to work, Samantha has returned to Tennessee, Michael and MacKenzie have returned to South Carolina, Madeline is delivering pizzas and Bradley is engulfed in any number of college bowl games down in the den.
It’s really quiet. And as I sit here on the sofa, twinkle lights on the tree, listening to a little Dave Koz I’m at peace thinking what a wonderful Christmas holiday it was.
We’ve always traveled for Christmas, but the last couple of years has found us at home for a quiet celebration with just part of our family. This year we were blessed to have all four of our children and one son-in-law (the other is a police officer who sacrificed his holiday to serve), as well as my parents in for Christmas Day! It was all so exciting for me.
The dynamic of holidays change as the kiddos get older, head off to college and get married. It’s not bad, but it is a huge change from being woken up at 6 AM to check out what Santa brought, to sleeping in and casually opening presents around noon. Instead of toys littering the living room floor it’s tools, clothes and hammocks, and fitness gear.
While some would cry over the changes, it’s still all so beautiful to this mom who savored every moment.
Watching my son open Peach Bowl tickets that he had no clue he was getting was pretty sweet, too.
Y’all he had tears in his eyes.
(The video flips correctly when you hit play; turn it up for his reaction!)
We’ve started a few of our own Christmas traditions in the last couple of years which include our fully set Christmas table in the dining room.
Here we lovingly serve up homemade pizzas that everyone has assembled and cooked before.
We also all take in a movie together.
I loved watching my kids (hubby included) play games together.
I loved cooking with my girls.
And I loved watching my kiddos spend time together.
Despite time swiftly passing and our babies becoming adults, some things never change, and I truly treasured every moment of our holiday.
And I’m also savoring the quiet!
Every once in a while I find something that expresses exactly how I feel. This is it and I just had to share on this beautiful Christmas morning.
“I love Christmas.
I fully understand that the decorations, gifts, music, consumerism and Santa Claus are not a part of what we are celebrating. I understand there are plenty of arguments about the pagan ties to our celebrations. I totally get that Jesus’ birth likely wasn’t even when we celebrate. To me these things don’t matter, they all remind me of the One we are to celebrate.
To me, all of it points to Jesus. The good. The bad. All of it.
Everything that is Christmas is being redeemed by who He is and what His birth meant for us.
When I see Christmas lights hanging on a tree… I think of Him.
When someone tells me “Happy Holidays”… I think of Him.
When I listen to Christmas music… I think of Him.
When I see sales ads and busy stores bustling with people buying gifts… I think of Him.
When I sit with my family around the Christmas tree… I think of Him.
Everything that is Christmas as we know it reminds me of the greatest gift humanity has ever received. They fill me with anticipation and hope, joy and peace.
I. Love. Christmas.”
~Borrowed from Kyle Froman
In those days Caesar Augustus issued a decree that a census should be taken of the entire Roman world. (This was the first census that took place while[a]Quirinius was governor of Syria.) And everyone went to their own town to register.
So Joseph also went up from the town of Nazareth in Galilee to Judea, to Bethlehem the town of David, because he belonged to the house and line of David. He went there to register with Mary, who was pledged to be married to him and was expecting a child. While they were there, the time came for the baby to be born, and she gave birth to her firstborn, a son. She wrapped him in cloths and placed him in a manger, because there was no guest room available for them.
And there were shepherds living out in the fields nearby, keeping watch over their flocks at night. An angel of the Lord appeared to them, and the glory of the Lord shone around them, and they were terrified. But the angel said to them, “Do not be afraid. I bring you good news that will cause great joy for all the people. Today in the town of David a Savior has been born to you; he is the Messiah, the Lord. This will be a sign to you: You will find a baby wrapped in cloths and lying in a manger.”
Suddenly a great company of the heavenly host appeared with the angel, praising God and saying,
“Glory to God in the highest heaven,
and on earth peace to those on whom his favor rests.”
“Ma was busy all day long cooking good things for Christmas. She baked bread and apple pies, and filled the big jar with cookies, Laura and Mary got to lick the spoon.”
~Laura Ingalls Wilder~ Christmas in the Big Woods.
The kitchen at Christmastime holds fond memories for me. I remember as a little girl spending hours in the kitchen with my own momma at Christmas as she baked for family celebrations and church parties. She would roll out her homemade sugar cookie dough, we would dip the cookie cutters in flour before cutting out the Santa Claus, mittens, and trees, then carefully place M&M’s to make the ornaments or faces. Sprinkles on cookies were always fun too, but a wee bit messier. My sister and I would fight to lick the beater, steal a bite of cookie dough, or be the first to “accidentally” break a cookie so that we got to eat one as soon as they were removed from the oven.
It’s those moments I tried to carry-on with my own girls as they grew up hoping they would treasure the memories. Not only did they learn (and love) their Nana’s sugar cookie recipe, we added a few things of our own: homemade peanut butter cups. truffles, and peppermint bark.
I don’t usually decorate much in the kitchen as it is a busy place in our home. I value my counter space way too much to give it up!
But, with the empty nest on the horizon I’ve been feeling a little nostalgic lately and decided the kitchen was the perfect place to keep those Christmas memories fresh.
Since I actually have space on the top of my cabinets, it gave me plenty of area to decorate!
Thinking of so many beautiful Christmases with my children, I used peppermint garland, lollipops, whimsical Mark Roberts fairies and cute little signs to help set a fun mood in the kitchen.
Not only did decorating the top of the cabinets leave valuable counter-space open, it draws your eyes up so that the sink full of dirty dishes is not the first thing you see when you enter the room!
Wreaths on the pantry door and windows completed the scene I wanted to set.
With Madeline home from college from Christmas break I have plenty of reasons to set a pretty table for dinner.
Don’t you just LOVE these dishes with a vintage flair?
These were found at Kroger and I adored them the moment I saw them down an aisle!
With Christmas Eve upon us, we have so much going on and the kitchen will be buzzing with activity this weekend!