by Cathy Baker | Faith |
Our house turned 100 years old this year.
There are some things I truly love about this gray-haired lady:
- Character oozes from its nooks and crannies
- Stories told of those married in our home way back when
While I enjoy this old place year-round, it’s at Christmastime, when she decides to don her bows, fresh fir, Shiny Brites, and greenery that I love her the most.
What brings a smile to your face upon walking into your home during the Christmas season?
by Cathy Baker | Faith |
My favorite time of the year? Any time the family is in town together…like this weekend!
Brandon and Megan are in from Ohio, Zach and Sarah are close by…and oh by the way, Piper is here. 🙂
The celebration begins a little early this year, proving that Christmas is not limited to a date on the calendar, but rather, a moment-by-moment hallelujah dance to be received and enjoyed.
Thank You, Jesus.
by Cathy Baker | Faith |
Piper’s First Parade
I’m a party-pooper when it comes to parades. Given the choice between watching the Macy’s parade or cleaning crusty breakfast dishes, I break out the rubber gloves.
Funny how a baby changes everything.
One casual mention of Piper attending her first parade and I’m in the car before Brian has the opportunity to pop another piece of puzzle in place. Our fold-out chairs are left in the dust, but we don’t care. After all, what’s two hours of standing when one is dodging missiles hard candy being flung from floating contraptions, or breathing in toxic fumes from “unique” cars when Piper is nearby?
Funny how a baby changes everything.
Two thousand years ago, another Baby changed everything. One day, He will lead a triumphal procession, one in which we’ll no longer be spectators, but participants—victors in Christ!
Funny how a Baby changes everything. Every day. Every moment.
Thank You, Jesus.
by Cathy Baker | Faith |
Creating holiday traditions is one of my favorite things to do—and this was especially true when the boys were growing up.
Setting up a family puzzle on December 1st and working on it till Christmas was one such tradition. Some years it was a hit, other times, not so much. Brian and I, however, decided to revive the tradition by beginning a puzzle on Thanksgiving night. Since then, we’ve completed two and we bought two more today.
You may giggle at the sight of our puzzle table but it too is immersed in memories. As a little girl, I often cozied up to the corner of my grandparents olive green card table on a Friday night, watching them play Setback with friends and family. Salted nuts, bottled Cokes, and a ton of laughter were served up on a platter.
During the holiday season, the olive green card table now takes its place in our den, bowed legs, peeled paper, and puzzles on top. We wouldn’t have it any other way.
Care to share one of your favorite family traditions?
