
We have many Christmas traditions but one that seems to have formed without any help from us is Panther "posing" for a picture under the tree shortly after we bring it in & get it situated. It never fails, as soon as the skirt is on she immediately cuddles up to it. She reluctantly lets us get the lights on and then takes over her spot. Needless to say, she's not very happy once packages start going under it and she has to move.
Panther's favorite part of Christmas may be cuddling underneath it but mine is taking out our ornaments and reliving the memory each one brings. What a joy it is to think about the love that went into picking out the
perfect ornament for that year [thank you Mom!] and to remember the meaning behind each ornament. Yep, that's right, every ornament on our tree has a story.

The s'mores one to the left of the candle? I love s'mores and on our first Christmas together Lee found this for me at the place we bought our tree. The palmetto tree covered in little ornaments on the bottom left? We bought that on our vacation to Savannah to celebrate our 2nd anniversary. The Winnie the Pooh ornament? That was a gift from a friend/co-worker from back in my Lake Tahoe days. The bear dressed up in blue next to the palmetto tree? That's from my solo trip to London back in 2000. The cute owl? That was a gift to myself last year to celebrate my new crush on owls.

The ice cream cone was my mom's yearly ornament to me in '07 after she saw me literally drop everything and run out to the ice cream truck that cruised around the neighborhood where we'd rented a house. The sand dollar one came from our trip to St. Lucia where I turned the big 3-0. The snowman with the black hat and pink scarf is from my childhood.

The teacup is from my dear friend Sarah who used to meet me for tea and scones when she lived here. The mitten is actually a gift card holder from my favorite store and it celebrated my love of mittens. The teddy bear with wings is another favorite from my mom.

The Santa & Mrs. Claus toward the top of the tree was given to us by my mom on our first Christmas as a married couple. He's putting a pearl necklace around Mrs. Claus's neck and Lee gave me beautiful pearl earrings as my wedding gift. Pretty symbolic, don't you think? The angel at the top of the tree was my mom's offering the year a very special friend of mine passed away. There's meaning on each and every one of our branches and I absolutely LOVE it!
As a bonus this year my mom and step-dad found something that reminded them of me and just had to share it with me. First, the back story...when I was in high school we traveled to Indiana one Christmas and my mom forgot to pack my stocking. My step-dad went out to get me a stocking and came back with a very large one [much to my delight!] That became my stocking for the next decade or so and I
loved it! After a couple years my mom caught on and began filling it up with larger/boxier items so she didn't have to buy so darn much. While I was in college I often found a case of Top Ramen waiting for me each Christmas morning.
This year they stumbled upon the biggest stocking they've ever seen and David said they absolutely must buy it for me. I got a good laugh out of it when I opened the box and found this...

It really is as big as it looks! As a joke I took a picture of me in it to send them as a "thank you" and it came up to my waist. I can't even imagine what it would take to fill it up!
So, what are your favorite parts and/or stories of Christmas? I'd love to hear!