i know this time of year i'm supposed to be posting about organizing tips (from me? yeah, right) or low-fat recipes, but can we just talk about christmas eve for a minute?
speaking of low-fat recipes, our christmas eve breakfast was anything but. i made eggs benedict (like my daddy used to on christmas) and my mommy's french toast. i had great help...
about my mommy's french toast. they are really just glorified donuts. sorry, no low-fat recipes on this blog, check this out...
gunga's french toast
melt crisco in frying pan
cut slices of white bread in half diagonally
mix aunt jemima pancake mix with milk until smooth but thick
(not as thin as pancake mix)
dredge bread in aunt jemima
cook in the crisco
top with powdered sugar then squeeze fresh lemon over the top to make glaze
yum...
i am learning that "making things special" can be an idol in my life. breakfast was fun and meaningful, but as the day went on christmas eve felt just like any other day. and then i had a teeny little breakdown. when our family finally got around to our tradition of "family christmas", i was in a better emotional state. we read and discussed the christmas story...
and i was reminded that it's because jesus came that i have hope. not because any day has special food or special activities. and it also helped to have our annual "family christmas"...
it was much tamer than usual, but did involve gifts from siblings. as a result, there was a whole lot of hugging going on...
they're my kids, what can i say? they like gifts.
after church, we tried something new suitable for a small group. fondue...
with the exception of crab legs, i am not often a fan of "high maintenance foods". but it was fun for the kids to cook their own meat. the cheese fondue wasn't their favorite (weird), but not surprisingly the chocolate fountain was a big hit...
later after their cousins arrived: STOP, JAMMIE TIME (please tell me someone, anyone got my lame mc hammer joke)...
some of the kids were really excited about matching footie pajamas...
some, but not all...
oh firstborn child, you are a VERY good sport...
happiness is footie pajamas...
momma got a lesson on happiness this christmas eve. i found out that even if it felt at times like just another day, i learned that "just another day" is pretty special in and of itself...
(speaking of special, please note my super special move
of holding the dog down with my leg. i've got skills, i tell ya.)
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7 comments:
Love your sense of humor as well as the footie PJ's!!!
Way Behind? I just realized I've still got Christmas music playing on my blog and no new post on the agenda. You're on the ball in my book! And Gunga's French Toast is headed for our menu! Looks like a sweet Christmas Eve--you are blessed (with so much more than just a mind to rhyme and two hype feet) ;)
Love your family!!!!
What a great time and memories :)
Your children always crack me up!
so I thought the "special" was going to be the fact that Jack wore a shirt in every picture. :)
loved the crack on MC. love me some 80's.
you're so funny. i totally got the mc hammer joke...i'm old ;)
by the way, i have a chocolate fountain that i have been too lazy to get out of the box- it seems like a lot of work to clean ??? you've inspired me to give it a try! happy new year!
wow, I never thought about having to clean a chocolate fountain. Insane! But sounds so fun. Your recipe with frying the french toast in crisco reminds me of the scene from The Help. I'm only just recently a fan, of the shortening that is. But I guess the movie too, since I just got around to watching it.
I can not believe that
a) you got Tate into the pajamas
b) he let you take his picture
c) he smiled for said picture
d) you got his permission to post the picture.
Cherish that kid - he's one of a kind.
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