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Sperryville
By SALLY KEYSER
987-8471
As parents we go through life raising our children and often do not realize the impact we have on them, and what creates lifetime memories for them. When I think about my childhood, we had many wonderful times and memories.
These became special traditions, which have been shared among our family, and have been passed along to our children. Christmas is a time for creating these traditions that last through generations.
As I mentioned before we always had oyster stew every Christmas morning when I was growing up. I did not like the oysters but enjoyed the stew. My daddy always said, “you might as well eat the devil as to drink his broth.”
Oyster stew became a tradition at our house also. My husband took over the task when we had two small children and Christmas mornings became hectic. Now, there isn’t anyone in the family that can make a pot of oyster stew compared to his.
When our children were growing up, I sewed and would make each of them a new pair of flannel pajamas. They were given their new pajamas on Christmas Eve so we could take pictures of them hanging their stockings for Santa Claus. They don’t received flannel pajamas from me any more, but we still take lots of pictures every Christmas Eve with our Santa hats, reindeer hats, and other fun items. The photo album is brought out each Christmas and is always
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