When it comes to Christmas morning, our tradition is to slow things way down. We had to wait for everyone to be ready to go downstairs together. Which usually meant waiting for both my parents to shower and get dressed, which seemed to take ages! Then once we were downstairs, we could open our stockings, then have breakfast, and then (finally) go to see the tree in the front room and open the ‘big’ presents. As a child, the anticipation seemed unbearable, but it was also pure joy that lasted throughout the day.
We have a few special traditions. There is always a tangerine at the toe of the stocking, so once everyone is peeling their citrus, in front of the fireplace, you know it’s time for the next step!
We also always have ‘Chicken Pie’ for breakfast. It’s a recipe that has been in Patience’s family for at least five generations! It’s comfort food that can be served all day, many of our friends stop by for a bowlful, topped with a flakey pie crust in the shape of a heart or star.
Dinner is setting a special table pulling out the silver and the cranberry goblets and moving all the furniture to fit everyone around the table. We make a fish chowder that tastes even better the next day!
These moments are tied together with our traditions, which we can share with friends and family for years to come. We love to hear everyone’s story the ways they spend their day, all the little things us all a little closer to one another.