Since this was my third Christmas, I am starting to understand the idea of tradition. There are things you do every year, and there are things you do for the first time that you could do every year. Here is my list of things that have become tradition and I hope will be traditions,
Visiting the Christkindl Market,
Ice Skating downtown,
Freezing while looking at the lights at the zoo,
Making gingerbread men,
and making a gingerbread house.
Reenacting the story of baby Jesus and the princesses,
Wearing a new outfit on Christmas Eve,
Hanging at the slopes while mom and dad ski on Christmas Day,
And, of course, spending every evening gazing at the sparkly tree!
It really is a wonderful time of year!
A big milestone has occurred! I skated for real, in real skates, on real ice!
Mom and dad took turns skating me around the lake. I loved it when they made me go fast, but also when they hugged and encouraged me.
When I got tired, or they got tired of helping me, we used my new sled from Grampy and Grandma.
What a special day for our little family! Skating brought mom and dad together and now they can share it with me.
I got to do something very special this morning. I went ice skating with dad for the first time!
The penguin on my shirt is also skating.
I actually skated for real. In socks.
We even did a press lift! Mom wasn't as enthusiastic about it as I thought she would be.
On the way home I heard the story of how that was the rink where mom and dad met. Sounds both romantic and cold, but I love that story now.