A few new traditions in our household which make for great fun.
Friday, December 25, 2015
In an instant this year we became part of an international family,
My daughters' wedding the handsome young man from the UK brought us some changes in celebrations and some funny moments.
Last Christmas I spoke to his Mum for the first time. It was difficult to understand her. Why? She's Irish and speaks with one heck of a brogue! She'll use the native language of Ireland when she gets a bit, well you know, happy.
Some came to NYC for his sister's 30th and met us in the spring. What a hoot.
In our extended family we have the English, Irish, Welsh and Swedish. Everyone with their own accents. It was easier to understand them in person. I wondered if they liked MY accent!
His Mum sent us, across the pond, a home baked Christmas pudding which I will douse with brandy and hope not to burn the kitchen light. I have gotten "crackers" for SIL. I think we set them at the table to open when we sit down. I drew the line on paper crowns to wear at dinner.
He has fully embraced my Christmas morning cinnamon rolls. Who wouldn't?