Traditions are what I love about Christmas. We basically do the same things every year, and if anyone suggests changing something (for example: getting new stockings for the Frias/Kimmet/Garduno Christmas) they will quickly be shot down by everyone else.
We made tamales at my grandparent’s house, and it’s a serious operation. In three hours we made about fifteen dozen of them.
There was the annual cookie day at the Bunger house. This year our parents had Santa come and surprise us. Glad they waited until we were grown to bring him over. Still, we were just as excited this year as we would’ve been if we were younger.
Then of course, Christmas day. We have all sat in the same places, ate the same breakfast, and opened presents in the same way for as long as I can remember. The first thing we do in the morning (and my favorite) is sing happy birthday to baby Jesus.
This year the Frias/Kimmet/Garduno Christmas was in Tucson at the Kimmet house. Normally this event is at my grandparent’s house, so many of us had to be bribed with La Fuente to go down there this year. Luckily we still had our regular stockings, otherwise some of us might not have shown up.
This Bible is in latin (sorry you can't see it, so you're just going to have to believe me). I'm looking at it for a little and then I realize it is open to Psalms. Which entire one is in the middle of the page? Psalm 139, one of my favorites. Thank you God, for that little display of power.
At one point we were all standing outside and someone asked why some of the cactus were purple and some were green. Very sure of himself, Robert said that they used to be green and when they became too cold they turned purple. We all laughed at him and gave him a hard time for the rest of the weekend, and we probably will do so for a long time (this family tends to hold on to things like this).
P.S. Terribly sorry about waiting so long to inform you of all of the happenings of the past month. Things have been going nonstop, and when I finally did get the chance to relax, well relaxing is exactly what I wanted to do.
