Good Traditions

Ever since I was little we have had a Christmas Party with my Grandma and Grandpa Baugh. It used to be held every Christmas Eve. We would have dinner in their basement followed by a program. My earliest memory is singing, "I had a little turtle" which I must have learned in preschool that year. Afterwards my family would drive around to look at Christmas lights.

The family is way too big to gather in my grandparents basement (32 grandkids *almost all with spouses* and 67 great-grandkids) so we now meet the Saturday before Christmas at the institute building at Snow College. We still eat and have a program. I think everyones talents have become less cute as we've gotten older, but the tradition sticks. My kids love running around the gym and look forward to the pinata that my parents bring.

I try not to be a slave to traditions, but this is one that I count on every year.