christmas FAMILY lOVE memory tradition


“Mummy see Christmas!” My daughter
screamed out in excitement and for the third time. Her voice was now  a notch higher and her hands stretched as she
pointed through the window of our moving car. This excitement was not usual and
so I stepped on the brakes slowly to get a good view of what she was pointing
at. They were Christmas decorations on buildings. I smiled as I told her they
were Christmas decorations and taught her to pronounce – ‘Christmas decoration’.
However,  she still pronounces as
‘Christmas decocoration’. This
scenario happened last Christmas and I am delighted that back then my daughter
could recognized Christmas with all its prom and gaiety.
With the days and months gone by
this year, one of my joy and blessing this season is the growth and
understanding my daughter has attained. This Christmas season, her ability to
admire and exclaim “oh mummy it’s so beautiful” to the different Christmas
decorations around town is amazing. I am reminded of how beautiful the good Lord
has crowned this year with unmatchable goodness. Unlike last year, where the
boxes of gift under the Christmas tree went unnoticed till the time to unwrap them
came; this year we all kept vigil together in anticipation to unwrap the gifts.  She has even added “merry Christmas” in her
salutations (smiles) to friends and family, even though its accompanied with a mischievous
 With this increased consciousness of
Christmas, I have no choice but to passionately uphold the essence of season
and also build a remarkable family Christmas tradition. 
The memory of the Christmas activities
in my father’s house still leaves a smile on my face and a nostalgic feeling in
my heart. Christmas started by the second week of December, my brothers and I
would dust up the Christmas decorations of the previous year and cards given to
us by other family members and friends and hung them on and around ropes tied
across our large sitting room. Later that week, my parent would take us to the
market (we did not have malls then) to shop for Christmas clothes and
accessories. We were at liberty to choose anything our heart desired and my
father would foot the bill (probably an all year savings *laughing*). Trust me,
I always looked forward to that shopping spree.
The Christmas eve usually came with
lots of cooking, including slaughtering of the Christmas chicken, loads of
frying, salad making, gravy for rice, etc. My father would load our only fridge
with so much bottles of assorted drinks that the holding trays would droop
because of the weight. My mother would keep the meat and other chewable coming
while loud Christmas carols would blare from my father’s stereos filling our
home with melodies carols.  My father
would allow us stay up as late as our eyes could stay open and my mother would
feed us as much as our tummy could hold. It was ‘Christmas’ after all.
On the Christmas day, my brothers
and I would hurriedly take our bathe in spite of the biting harmattan, just to
adorn our new clothes and rush off to church with one motive  – to show off  our Christmas clothes (you know the heart of a
child na!). On returning from church, my mum went to work. This is always an
opportunity for her to crown her kitchen prowess for the year. The dinning
table is uniquely set with all the delicacies and drinks placed and arranged
exquisitely. (Yes o! we had best dishes kept for special occasion. Every family
does anyway!). Once every one is seated, my daddy would thank God for another
Christmas and bless the food. The  day is
incomplete without my mum extending the delicacies to our neighbours not
minding that they will likely be having a feast too.
With the reminiscence of a beautiful
childhood Christmas tradition, comes the challenge of handing down a better and
heart tradition to my kids.My daughter still shouts in
excitement at the sight of Christmas decorations but in addition to this excitement, is the budding understanding of the essence
of this season – appreciating God for the greatest gift (Jesus) to humanity.
I am building my family Christmas
tradition, of course I will take some of my parents’ concept.
Do you have a family Christmas
tradition? Please share!
Merry Christmas dear people!

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    December 31, 2013 at 1:21 pm

    This is great .took me back to my growing up.that my mama will have to make me have the best.we never had christmas tree.but I try to make my kids have one.i miss my mama more around christmas

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    December 31, 2013 at 1:21 pm

    This is great .took me back to my growing up.that my mama will have to make me have the best.we never had christmas tree.but I try to make my kids have one.i miss my mama more around christmas

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    December 31, 2013 at 6:21 am

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    Trendy Mother
    December 31, 2013 at 6:15 am

    @ NKEM OFFONABO, no more nostalgic christmas dear, we have handed you the baton to create a tradition for your family.
    I trust you to deliver great. Lol!

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    Trendy Mother
    December 31, 2013 at 6:10 am

    @Adedayo Shogade, lol @ when men were boys.
    You r lucky to have your family around and even enjoy this tradition with the new generation.
    I do hope you're wiser now, no constipation o

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    Trendy Mother
    December 31, 2013 at 6:02 am

    @ Beverly, thank you for seeing the picture. *smiles*

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    December 30, 2013 at 12:54 pm

    Now we r all grown up and living outside of our homes, Christmas makes me very nostalgic and Rowsie brought the picture so close.

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    December 30, 2013 at 8:43 am

    Love it!

    You paint such a beautiful picture with your words.

    Thank You 🙂

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    Trendy Mother
    December 30, 2013 at 6:52 am

    @Adesuwa, do these kids always think alike *rolling eyes* 'see christmas' lol!
    Happy new year dear

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    Trendy Mother
    December 30, 2013 at 6:34 am

    Anonymous 13:48, it is truly an unforgetable season. Thanks for your comment

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    December 29, 2013 at 9:48 pm

    It. Is an unforgettable season. So much love, joy, peace and forgiveness. God bless you.

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