This is my Monday Christmas Memory No. 2!
You know how when you are a little kid, you love, absolutely love, to sing Happy Birthday!! And do you remember waking up on Christmas morning, running to your parents' room to wake them up and never understanding why they aren't as excited as you are to be awake, when they tell you 10 more minutes??
Ok, now imagine you live in a rancher and are waking up in the same room as your 5 siblings (because that's how mom & dad kept the little ones from going to the bathroom or sneaking into bed with them on Christmas Eve), looking out the bedroom door to see the sheet hanging in the hallway (because if the sheet wasn't there, we would be able to see all our presents and that simply wasn't allowed) and envisioning what was beyond that glorious mismatched floral veil! Maybe it was more along the lines of "I hope I got a sled and the new Ken doll!" So, you see the sheet, you run to mommy and daddy's room and you are told 10 more minutes, you run in when 10 minutes have passed and you are told ok, ok, we are coming... Then, you here the infamous words...Let me get the coffee started. (Right now, being a coffee drinker myself, I feel for my parents, then, I didn't.)
Fast forward, coffee is brewing, mommy and daddy are both in the hallway with all the kids and it's time! It's time to...SING HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO JESUS!!! Yes, every Christmas morning before we open presents, before we go to Church, we sing to baby Jesus!
This is a memory that I have been ridiculed for in the most loving fashion of course, but it is also a tradition that I cannot wait to carry on with my children! It is unique, exciting and starts Christmas morning off in the true spirit of celebrating the birth of Jesus!
P.S. I plan on singing Happy Birthday to Jesus this year, just Ryan and I!