At about 7:30 this morning our doorbell rang. The Warden and I looked at each other trying to figure out who could be ringing the bell at that hour. #6 ran to the door and answered it. I could hear a woman's voice say, "Is your mom Julie?" I was a bit baffled. "Will you give these to her?" At that point, I started scrambling for something to wear, but by the time I ran to the door with the tray #6 had run up to me, I had missed her. It was Morgan's grandmother with an entire tray full of the most amazing warm cinnamon rolls with the words "Merry Christmas" written in red and green in the most beautiful handwriting on the foil.
I sat and cried. What time must she have been up to make such wonderful rolls?! They were still WARM! She hadn't been to my house before. She must have had to give herself a bit of extra time for that too. So touched by her thoughtfulness! They were FANTASTIC! Thank you Vic!
I woke all the kids threatening that if they wanted one they'd "better come now, or they might all be gone." Such an amazing way to start the day!
Every year in the past, we've spent Christmas Eve at the Warden's parents house. Last year that ended, and we had a party at our house with a number of other families. As we faced the reality of it just being us this Christmas Eve, and I have to admit, we felt just a touch of sadness.
My family, growing up didn't do much for Christmas Eve. I remember we all got a new pair of pajamas, and I remember my mom, many years, working hard to get them all made by that night. That was about the extent of Christmas Eve for us, but for the Warden's family, it was HUGE. His mom made wonderful food and hosted parties of anyone and everyone. We were all encouraged to bring friends along. There were always carols sung around the piano and the reading of the nativity out of Luke. In more recent years, that reading included costumes and acting the story out.
As dinner was just about on the table, the doorbell rang. It was some dear friends that we don't see very often any more. They had joined us in years past up at the Warden's house. We were so glad to see them. They had come by to drop of a card and some treats. We asked them if they'd eaten. He mentioned that they'd "just been snacking," so we invited them to join us. They had a number of deliveries still to make, so we told them to come back after. It worked out perfectly. We were able to throw together a bit more food while they were gone.
It was wonderful to spend the evening according to Hess tradition! What a wonderful little tender mercy! #1 played the piano, we read about the birth of Christ and enjoyed some time together.
Now, I'm off to bed, and everything's set for the morning. Can't wait to see the kids faces. Breakfast is waiting in the fridge. I'm doing this this year. We'll have ham and funeral potatoes (see cookbook p. 18--tomorrow evening). Tonight, we had the traditional Hess dinner (last recipe on p. 21, Caesar salad, corn, rolls, and for dessert, the bottom recipe on p. 52, which #6 referred to as "Mex in Japan" tonight. Hmm. That might just stick around here.)
I hope whatever you're doing that you have a very merry Christmas! What a wonderful time to spend with family and remember the real gift that God gave to us--his Son. Merry Christmas to you and yours!!!