Christmas

Christmas Imagine walking through an average family’s Christmas celebration one might see, opening of presents around the Christmas tree, family dinner, engaging in friendly conversation. Some of the things you might smell fresh pine from the pine tree, the smell of peppermint from the candy canes dangling from the tree. In my family we tend to do everything a little different. While other families are having the traditional Christmas, my family has a tradition of its own to follow. The smell of freshly cooked pancakes, bacon and eggs and freshly squeezed orange juice tickles your nose hairs to wake up any that dares to sleep late on Christmas Eve. The breakfast table is set for a king. Plates full of pancakes, French toast, bacon, ham, eggs, coffee, tea, orange juice. With every bite just as savory as the last one might wish for this meal to never end. With every tasteful bite you can feel the juices running down the side of your mouth. Even though you’re full from the food you want to complete the meal. After the breakfast buffet is over the children with their filled little bellies sit around the television and christmas, family, eve, big, after, table, smell, santa, parade, mother, meal, gifts, dinner, breakfast, around, tree, time, sleep, roast, pot, over, one, might, kids, just, food, every, claus, children, begins, that’s, story, silver, set, screams