
Growing up we had traditions; putting up the Christmas tree the Saturday after Thanksgiving, finding our hidden Easter baskets (even through high school), mom cooking our favorite dinner on our birthday. We came to expect such things and they were a welcome friend. It was a warm and comforting part of my childhood. We now do similar traditions with our own boys and I’m seeing the same fulfillment in their eyes when we “get to do that again!”. Something though that was an unexpected tradition, has become a wonderful part of our family routine.
Going to Grandma & Papa’s.
They live about an hour away and ever since our oldest was a baby we would pack up and stay for the weekend. In fact at just four-days-old, our youngest came to experience his first weekend sleepover with us there. We usually find the boys’ fave drinks and snacks waiting on the counter, open arms for hugs, and a relaxing weekend ahead. There are times that the preparation of packing our family of four + dog for an overnight stay seem daunting, but as I step through that front door, I am hit with a wave of gratitude. Whether the husband golfs with his dad, we pack up and head out to shop or just stay home and enjoy afternoons of movies, coloring, and take-out dinner – we are creating a special tradition for our boys. Something they look forward to, find love and comfort in, and hopefully pass down to their own children some day.
I’d love to hear some of your favorite non-traditional traditions, or perhaps something you hope to do in the future!
















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