1// I hang candy canes on my tree, and proceed to eat one every day. I don't know when this trend started or why, but my grandparents did this for years, and I'm sure my mom did too. My ornaments are shiny silver and red and just for the record...candy canes look horrible with my tree set up if you ask me. But good ol' tradition just fills my heart and I must pass it on! Might I also add, you could always tell which were the freshest canes, because mountains of peppermint wouldn't form in the craters of your back teeth while chewing. Though Sterling is not old enough to even comprehend what these are hanging from my tree, he's already gone and broke two of them. Needless to say, I cleaned the mess up...with my mouth.
2// Give me any Christmas movie and I'll squeal. Seriously, my heart fills up with umpteen amounts of joy when I see a Christmas movie. I immediately want to curl up in the recliner in my sweats, wrap a blanket around my feet...only to realize I forgot the remote, my root beer, and said movie on the counter in the kitchen. Specifically, I love the older movies, like The Year Without A Santa Claus (love the video below), Rudolph, and Frosty. For today's movies, I love A Princess For Christmas, Holiday In Handcuffs, A Christmas Carol (newest Disney version with Jim Carrey), The Polar Express. My all-time favorite movie is thanks to my best friend Taylor, National Lampoon's Christmas Vacation.
3// I still want my picture taken with Santa. I don't go to the mall often, but I have been since after Thanksgiving and I've seen the little set up to get your picture taken with Santa. It takes every bone in my body not to run over to him and get a quick photo done. I can't even say that it's because my children want a picture with him because Sterling HATES mall Santa's. It's like he must know they're fake, because he loves Santa on The Polar Express, his Christmas jammies, or anywhere else really. But mall Santa's? No go.
4// I love footie pajama's. I hate fleece, but give me a pair of footie's and I'll go bananers. Any other time of year? You're just plain weird..but at Christmas, it's totally cool because I said so.
So embarrassing, but I had to show off the jammies.
5// If you grunt, moan, click your teeth at anything Christmas, you get called The Grinch. Self-explanatory.
With that, I'll leave you with my favorite part of my favorite Christmas movie.