Several years ago my daughter Aimee gave me a binder specially made for holiday recipes and it is one of my favorite things. As I pull out my crinkled page with my fruit bread recipe on it, I swear I can feel the memories of past baking days. It is stiff with age and use, spotted with butter and the occasional piece of dried batter, and I love it.
This year we were missing my middle daughter Sarah, who was at school with her class of first graders, but we received one of our Christmas miracles when it turned out to be an early dismissal day and she joined us for the second half of the day.
The newest little bakers!
Traditions really are the backbone of the holidays. Ours are so important to us and as our family grows it brings us back together and reminds us of both how lucky we are to have each other and how much we enjoy spending time together.
Relaxing after a long day