My house was filled with the smell of apple cider. Children with very sticky hands were happily munching on candy canes. Christmas carols were playing as our friends and family recently celebrated an early Christmas at our home.
But instead of the traditional turkey or even a ham, our plates were filled with tacos, enchiladas and my husband’s famous homemade taco shells as we celebrated my family’s favorite tradition: Taco Christmas.
Many years ago before I joined the family, my husband cooked tacos for his parents on Christmas Day. Ever since, we have tried to enjoy a Mexican feast together sometime over the holidays. At first I thought it was a bit odd, but I have actually become the biggest Taco Christmas fan in the family.
I used to think that for a holiday to be special, it needed to read like the script of a movie or look like the pages of a magazine. After many Christmases of feeling let down, I have realized my kids won’t remember the beautiful centerpieces I spent hours crafting, but instead the time that we spent together and our many Taco Christmases.
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And in many ways it is the mishaps, like the year the turkey wasn’t cooked or Daddy fell through the ceiling, that our family will talk about for years and become cherished memories.
I hope that you have a wonderful holidays with your kids and family, whether there is ham, turkey or even a taco on your plate.
Read Jennifer Gregory’s entire blog at TriangleMom2Mom.com/blogs/the_middle_years.