Every family has a holiday tradition. For many of us, that holiday is Christmas. For most of us, the tradition is pajamas.
Every year I get several pairs of pajamas.
I’ve never really worn pajamas.
But it’s a nice thing that our parents do. And they’re usually themed pajamas. So I’ve got hot sauce pajamas, beer pajamas, Ducks and Blazers pajamas, and High School Musical pajamas.
Just kidding about that last one.
I hope Lela appreciates and looks forward to our traditions when she’s older.
Because this is our first Christmas with her, and we weren’t exactly ready, I had to make up a couple traditions on the fly.
On Monday I ordered her a book on Amazon and it was here yesterday. So one of our traditions will be that I get her a book and read it to her every Christmas.
And it will probably always be last minute and depend on 2-day shipping, because I am insanely forgetful.
The other involves food, like all good traditions should. We just got a waffle maker as a gift, so the new tradition is late night waffles on Christmas Eve, and again Christmas morning.
That’s a tradition I can stick with. I may even extend that one to every weekend during the winter.
In case you’re wondering, I didn’t wear pajamas when I was making the waffles. But maybe when she’s older we will.