I think traditions are important. In many ways, I'm a traditional type of girl. Y'all know I like order, consistency, and structure. Although I have become more "lax" since Mr. Mister came into the picture, in the chaos of raising a toddler, I certainly like to hang on to tradition as much as possible.
I love Christmas. I never get caught up in the commercialism of the holiday. I don't overspend, overextend, or overwork myself during the season. I'm an early shopper and planner so, by the time Baby Jesus is due to have a birthday, I've been decorated, wrapped, and "ready to go" for most of the month of December. This gives me much more time to reflect upon the season of giving.
Growing up, my family had a few Christmas traditions that I looked forward to every year:
Secret Santa: We would all pick a member of our household and secretly leave them a gift under their place mat; starting December 1st until Christmas. At the end of the run, we'd have to guess who our secret Santa was. Looking back, I feel really sorry for my parents who would leave us really neat little gifts, while my sister and I would give them handmade stuff... thinking we were going undetected. (Although, I'm sure I would LOVE it if Toby drew me a picture every day!) It was such an exciting feeling to get up in the morning and sneak out to the kitchen and see that tiny lump under our place mat.
A nightly reading of A Story a Day Til Christmas: This is one of my fondest memories as a child; getting into our new Christmas pajamas and listening to one of our parents read to us out of our most cherished book. The book, A Story a Day Til Christmas, was something my mother bought from Current Catalog back in the 1980s. It contains the most wonderful collection of Christmas stories. While my sister was given our family copy, last year she bought me my own copy. To continue the tradition, this year, I was able to track down a scarce copy and bought one for my brother. It means the world to me to know that all three of us are reading these stories to our children every night in December.
The Christmas tree fund/Cutting of the Christmas tree: My sister and I were pretty responsible with our allowance/paper route money. Somewhere around the time I was 8 years old, my parents started something called "The Christmas Tree Fund." It was simply an envelope my mother kept in her sock drawer every year, and we would all add $1 to the fund every month (or something along those lines, I forget, Nicki- help me out here.) Anyway, by the time early December rolled around we had plenty of money to go get any tree we wanted. We'd make a day of it and cut down a pretty tree, get cocoa and just be together.
As parents, Aaron and I wanted to incorporate some of these traditions into our life with Toby. While I decided long ago that I couldn't, in good conscience, cut down a tree every year (we have a beautiful fake tree) we are doing something similar to The Christmas Tree Fund.
So, I figured, if it was something that we are going to do every year, well... Toby would need a proper "Christmas Box." So, I hatched an idea.
Just prior to my Pepe passing away in 2012, he made it known that the willow tree at camp "Had to come down." This tree, he thought, would someday fall into the camp, crushing it. Over the summer, my Mom and Dan took the old tree down. Being resourceful, Dan saved all the wood and gave us much of it (because he knew it would mean so much.) Aaron made Toby's Christmas Box out of the willow from camp. This means so much to me, obviously, because of the ties to my Pepe.
We also decided that we were going to give Toby his box on December 1st, so he could enjoy the spoils of it up until Christmas.
| (GAP) Beaver Pajamas, new (GAP) slippers-- I found the SAME slippers he had as an infant (!!) and a fleece (L.L.Bean) robe. |
| The stuffed box, ready to be looted by Mr. Mister! |
| This was when we told him we had a "prize" for him. |
| He couldn't get there fast enough! |
| He was just so appreciative. |
With everything said and done (including handles, letters, and hardware for the box) we came in just under $52 for EVERYTHING. Yes, you read it right. My biggest score was the L.L Bean robe. Normally this is $39. But, I bought it on clearance, had a $10 gift card I received as a bonus when I purchased his winter jacket, and then had an additional 10% off coupon + free shipping. The robe was $8.96. Score!
So, we have set that as our limit for Toby's Christmas Box every year-- $52. Which helped us to incorporate the last of our traditions: The Christmas Box Fund. Every week we'll squirrel away $1, which will give me about $52 to spend next year.
A huge shout-out to my husband who spent, literally, hours making this box perfect for our son. Toby loved everything and it was a great start to a fun family tradition.
Bah-Humbug!

2 comments:
He has such an expressive face. I adore (and miss) you all.
Our Christmas Eve tradition is similar to the "Christmas Eve Box" except, it's a pair of jammies (washed and ready to wear), a book and a stuffed animal that goes with the book.
Every year my parents would allow us ONE present to open Christmas Eve. It was always jammies.
Merry Christmas Molloy Family <3
<3 Love.
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