Tuesday, December 11, 2012

The Shepherd's Dinner

This is my Portuguese Nativity set.
One of our family Christmas traditions is to have a Shepherd's Dinner. I love it because it's so simple to pull off, yet it still feels special.

The purpose of the dinner is to think of what it must have been like to be one of the shepherds who first visited the baby Jesus. We usually have our dinner sitting on the floor picnic-style in front of a fire in the fireplace with the lights turned low. The little kids like to wear their bathrobes.

Before we did everything gluten-free, we served pita bread. Now we serve either Progresso Lentil soup or lentil casserole (click the link for a recipe like mine) with dried fruits, nuts, and maybe a salad. Depending how brave I feel, we may have grape juice. This year, it'll probably be water.

After we eat, we read the Christmas story from Luke. The little kids usually like to act out the story, and sometimes we sing a few carols, too.

Do you have a special holiday tradition?

Tuesday, December 4, 2012

The Anti-Bragging Christmas Letter

It's that time of year--time for the Christmas letter. I try to stay away from bragging about my kids' achievements because you already know my kids are outrageously talented and your kids/nieces/ nephews/ grandkids are too. That leaves funny, and lots of funny things have happened this year.

(Since this blog is for the world to see, I'm sharing pictures that don't compromise my younger kids' identity. These were all taken by my friend, Rachael at rachaelnelsonphotography.com . Isn't she awesome?)

So here's funny thing #1: My 3-year-old has an imaginary baby. He named it "Sit Down." We're having a lot of problems with that name: "Sit down, Sit Down; Stand up, Sit Down." He also has a stuffed lamb named "Tree Pants."
My kids are wonderful and they keep me so busy--sometimes crazy busy.


This is my oldest son. He's 15. Whenever he's behind the wheel, he's smiling.

Time for funny thing #2: One day my daughter couldn't find a belt and her pants kept slipping down. Her brother said, "Why don't you just yank on that strappy thing and put it on the next buttonhole." So many of his pants have adjustable waistbands that he thought all pants had them.

This is my only daughter. She totally rocks and is by far the tallest girl in her school.

Her funny thing is #3: "I went to the library to get a book about being tall. Wouldn't you know it was on the bottom shelf?"


My third son is going to be a teenager soon, which means half my kids will be teenagers. Wow! So far, it hasn't been so bad.

Funny #4: My son got to take a tour of the local television news station. I asked him what he learned. He said, "I learned you can get fired for farting on the air." When I asked for an elaboration, he said, "the guy told me that if you drop an F-bomb while you're on TV, you'll lose your job."


Last of all, this is my husband and me. Every year gets better--not easier, just better.

We hope you have a peaceful and merry Christmas.

Love,

The Jamisons