<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5347943771906170661.post5683940801992584225..comments</id><updated>2008-12-26T18:41:41.954-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Comments on Not So Usual: Christmas Traditions: Old &amp; New</title><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emmacmiller.blogspot.com/feeds/5683940801992584225/comments/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5347943771906170661/5683940801992584225/comments/default'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emmacmiller.blogspot.com/2008/12/christmas-traditions-old-new.html'/><author><name>EmmaP</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13674416956252503821</uri><email>emmapanti@gmail.com</email></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>14</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5347943771906170661.post-5643811707911658245</id><published>2008-12-26T18:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-26T18:41:00.000-07:00</updated><title type='text'>So it started out as Dad saying "No one up until 0...</title><summary type='text'>So it started out as Dad saying "No one up until 0600."&lt;BR/&gt;Then as the children got older it was "Can the parents beat the children up?" as in getting up.&lt;BR/&gt;Then it was Dad and Mom lying in bed waiting for the children to get up and we pretending we were asleep and listening to all of them gather for the great Jump on the bed. Good memories....</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5347943771906170661/5683940801992584225/comments/default/5643811707911658245'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5347943771906170661/5683940801992584225/comments/default/5643811707911658245'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emmacmiller.blogspot.com/2008/12/christmas-traditions-old-new.html?showComment=1230342060000#c5643811707911658245' title=''/><author><name>okeydokeyifine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05201993774293459821</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author><thr:in-reply-to xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0' href='http://emmacmiller.blogspot.com/2008/12/christmas-traditions-old-new.html' ref='tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5347943771906170661.post-5683940801992584225' source='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5347943771906170661/posts/default/5683940801992584225' type='text/html'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5347943771906170661.post-7198625031970045180</id><published>2008-12-26T10:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-26T10:34:00.000-07:00</updated><title type='text'>For the record, we were not allowed up until about...</title><summary type='text'>For the record, we were not allowed up until about 6am.  We could only come out of our rooms once the Christmas music was playing.  Then ONE year we changed it and talked Mom &amp;amp; Dad into letting us wake them up.  And even then I had to drag you kids up.  You all still didn&amp;#39;t wake up to I went into Mom &amp;amp; Dad&amp;#39;s room myself jumping on their bed to wake them up. &lt;BR/&gt;&lt;BR/&gt;Oh, don&amp;#39;t</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5347943771906170661/5683940801992584225/comments/default/7198625031970045180'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5347943771906170661/5683940801992584225/comments/default/7198625031970045180'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emmacmiller.blogspot.com/2008/12/christmas-traditions-old-new.html?showComment=1230312840000#c7198625031970045180' title=''/><author><name>Puphigirl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04239066075909772549</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='05433326176782301232'/></author><thr:in-reply-to xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0' href='http://emmacmiller.blogspot.com/2008/12/christmas-traditions-old-new.html' ref='tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5347943771906170661.post-5683940801992584225' source='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5347943771906170661/posts/default/5683940801992584225' type='text/html'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5347943771906170661.post-3002428483129751605</id><published>2008-12-25T11:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-25T11:58:00.000-07:00</updated><title type='text'>That is a alot of traditions! lol Happy day!</title><summary type='text'>That is a alot of traditions! lol Happy day!</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5347943771906170661/5683940801992584225/comments/default/3002428483129751605'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5347943771906170661/5683940801992584225/comments/default/3002428483129751605'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emmacmiller.blogspot.com/2008/12/christmas-traditions-old-new.html?showComment=1230231480000#c3002428483129751605' title=''/><author><name>Sabrae Carter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01002494232948282574</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='09931005706385877786'/></author><thr:in-reply-to xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0' href='http://emmacmiller.blogspot.com/2008/12/christmas-traditions-old-new.html' ref='tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5347943771906170661.post-5683940801992584225' source='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5347943771906170661/posts/default/5683940801992584225' type='text/html'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5347943771906170661.post-6451717059449200127</id><published>2008-12-25T01:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-25T01:07:00.000-07:00</updated><title type='text'>You have good traditions going on!  I like the orn...</title><summary type='text'>You have good traditions going on!  I like the ornament one a lot.  I bet the kids treasure that a lot when they grow up.&lt;BR/&gt;&lt;BR/&gt;Well, ours...&lt;BR/&gt;We go eat KFC for dinner on Christmas eve.  It just started last year and kids asked it to be a tradition.  &lt;BR/&gt;&lt;BR/&gt;We do nativity play.  &lt;BR/&gt;&lt;BR/&gt;From youngest to oldest, we take turn picking a gift no matter whom it is for.  Then the receiver </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5347943771906170661/5683940801992584225/comments/default/6451717059449200127'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5347943771906170661/5683940801992584225/comments/default/6451717059449200127'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emmacmiller.blogspot.com/2008/12/christmas-traditions-old-new.html?showComment=1230192420000#c6451717059449200127' title=''/><author><name>pinkelephant</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08268670235298001070</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author><thr:in-reply-to xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0' href='http://emmacmiller.blogspot.com/2008/12/christmas-traditions-old-new.html' ref='tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5347943771906170661.post-5683940801992584225' source='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5347943771906170661/posts/default/5683940801992584225' type='text/html'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5347943771906170661.post-118577468098523988</id><published>2008-12-24T22:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-24T22:26:00.000-07:00</updated><title type='text'>What wonderful traditions!  Well, I don't know if ...</title><summary type='text'>What wonderful traditions!  Well, I don't know if this is a tradition, but we take turns opening up gifts.  So we can see what everybody got.&lt;BR/&gt;&lt;BR/&gt;When I was a kid, my sister and I would get up around 5 in the morning and make little noises from the hallway, to try to wake up my Mom.  Never worked:)&lt;BR/&gt;&lt;BR/&gt;Have a very Merry Christmas!</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5347943771906170661/5683940801992584225/comments/default/118577468098523988'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5347943771906170661/5683940801992584225/comments/default/118577468098523988'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emmacmiller.blogspot.com/2008/12/christmas-traditions-old-new.html?showComment=1230182760000#c118577468098523988' title=''/><author><name>Vickie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09096758413292331253</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='02523021158411020370'/></author><thr:in-reply-to xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0' href='http://emmacmiller.blogspot.com/2008/12/christmas-traditions-old-new.html' ref='tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5347943771906170661.post-5683940801992584225' source='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5347943771906170661/posts/default/5683940801992584225' type='text/html'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5347943771906170661.post-5535135761506561855</id><published>2008-12-24T14:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-24T14:33:00.000-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Those are great family traditions!!! Have a very M...</title><summary type='text'>Those are great family traditions!!! Have a very Merry Christmas:-)</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5347943771906170661/5683940801992584225/comments/default/5535135761506561855'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5347943771906170661/5683940801992584225/comments/default/5535135761506561855'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emmacmiller.blogspot.com/2008/12/christmas-traditions-old-new.html?showComment=1230154380000#c5535135761506561855' title=''/><author><name>Susie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12099425493742842588</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='17697481966198587574'/></author><thr:in-reply-to xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0' href='http://emmacmiller.blogspot.com/2008/12/christmas-traditions-old-new.html' ref='tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5347943771906170661.post-5683940801992584225' source='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5347943771906170661/posts/default/5683940801992584225' type='text/html'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5347943771906170661.post-4961558397998164004</id><published>2008-12-24T14:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-24T14:19:00.000-07:00</updated><title type='text'>i just hated when we "changed it up" that year.  i...</title><summary type='text'>i just hated when we "changed it up" that year.  i'm sure it had to do with my deep seeded need for tradition and not because i'm extremely impatient.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5347943771906170661/5683940801992584225/comments/default/4961558397998164004'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5347943771906170661/5683940801992584225/comments/default/4961558397998164004'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emmacmiller.blogspot.com/2008/12/christmas-traditions-old-new.html?showComment=1230153540000#c4961558397998164004' title=''/><author><name>Ruthykins</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03906507182384365998</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='16889464426762633600'/></author><thr:in-reply-to xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0' href='http://emmacmiller.blogspot.com/2008/12/christmas-traditions-old-new.html' ref='tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5347943771906170661.post-5683940801992584225' source='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5347943771906170661/posts/default/5683940801992584225' type='text/html'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5347943771906170661.post-2721176092629898060</id><published>2008-12-24T14:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-24T14:16:00.000-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Merry Christmas friend!</title><summary type='text'>Merry Christmas friend!</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5347943771906170661/5683940801992584225/comments/default/2721176092629898060'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5347943771906170661/5683940801992584225/comments/default/2721176092629898060'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emmacmiller.blogspot.com/2008/12/christmas-traditions-old-new.html?showComment=1230153360000#c2721176092629898060' title=''/><author><name>Mrs de Miranda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11437317586026280431</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author><thr:in-reply-to xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0' href='http://emmacmiller.blogspot.com/2008/12/christmas-traditions-old-new.html' ref='tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5347943771906170661.post-5683940801992584225' source='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5347943771906170661/posts/default/5683940801992584225' type='text/html'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5347943771906170661.post-7384028928834821109</id><published>2008-12-24T11:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-24T11:46:00.000-07:00</updated><title type='text'>We get our kids a new ornament every year and they...</title><summary type='text'>We get our kids a new ornament every year and they open pj's on Christmas Eve as well:) Now that I'm married we eat the same breakfast every year.  Sticky buns, eggs and bacon and of course eggnog.  We couldn't wake up before 5:00 when I was growing up.  One year we even went so far as to set my dad's alarm clock ahead 2 hours so we could get up earlier:)  Needless to say, my poor parents were </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5347943771906170661/5683940801992584225/comments/default/7384028928834821109'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5347943771906170661/5683940801992584225/comments/default/7384028928834821109'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emmacmiller.blogspot.com/2008/12/christmas-traditions-old-new.html?showComment=1230144360000#c7384028928834821109' title=''/><author><name>The Willeyes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01180325513665281981</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author><thr:in-reply-to xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0' href='http://emmacmiller.blogspot.com/2008/12/christmas-traditions-old-new.html' ref='tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5347943771906170661.post-5683940801992584225' source='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5347943771906170661/posts/default/5683940801992584225' type='text/html'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5347943771906170661.post-1196391723513366236</id><published>2008-12-24T11:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-24T11:05:00.000-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Great traditions. You know nursemom last year had ...</title><summary type='text'>Great traditions. You know nursemom last year had a contest for us at work to make gingerbread houses! A few people did make them and it was great to see! We don't have to many people left in our little group. I always get my kids new pj's too, but they get them on Christmas day. My youngest I didn't get any this year because he refuses to wear them he goes to bed in in clothes. I don't know how </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5347943771906170661/5683940801992584225/comments/default/1196391723513366236'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5347943771906170661/5683940801992584225/comments/default/1196391723513366236'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emmacmiller.blogspot.com/2008/12/christmas-traditions-old-new.html?showComment=1230141900000#c1196391723513366236' title=''/><author><name>purplehaze</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03271095056711256827</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author><thr:in-reply-to xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0' href='http://emmacmiller.blogspot.com/2008/12/christmas-traditions-old-new.html' ref='tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5347943771906170661.post-5683940801992584225' source='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5347943771906170661/posts/default/5683940801992584225' type='text/html'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5347943771906170661.post-4087850495227328816</id><published>2008-12-24T10:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-24T10:46:00.000-07:00</updated><title type='text'>You're the best mom ever.  i read your traditions ...</title><summary type='text'>You're the best mom ever.  i read your traditions and feel totally lacking in giving my kids traditions to remember!! Ack!&lt;BR/&gt;&lt;BR/&gt;We sort of just go with the flow-and I don't buy them ornaments but I probably should!  We get a pair of Christmas PJ's for them right after Thanksgiving so they wear them the whole season but I like your idea better!  I hate bedheaded kids with worn out pj's for </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5347943771906170661/5683940801992584225/comments/default/4087850495227328816'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5347943771906170661/5683940801992584225/comments/default/4087850495227328816'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emmacmiller.blogspot.com/2008/12/christmas-traditions-old-new.html?showComment=1230140760000#c4087850495227328816' title=''/><author><name>RhondaLue</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15780571361141805413</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='17527556856232147644'/></author><thr:in-reply-to xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0' href='http://emmacmiller.blogspot.com/2008/12/christmas-traditions-old-new.html' ref='tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5347943771906170661.post-5683940801992584225' source='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5347943771906170661/posts/default/5683940801992584225' type='text/html'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5347943771906170661.post-7563579078536785314</id><published>2008-12-24T10:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-24T10:24:00.000-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Wonderful traditions! =)We always do the pj's and ...</title><summary type='text'>Wonderful traditions! =)&lt;BR/&gt;&lt;BR/&gt;We always do the pj's and ornament, too.  But since I've been married we do them Christmas morning.  Before I was married my mom gave them to us Christmas Eve.&lt;BR/&gt;&lt;BR/&gt;Every year, I still give my mom pj's and every other year or so, she gets a new robe, too.&lt;BR/&gt;&lt;BR/&gt;(And my hubby isn't very good with keeping up the tradition. lol  Goober!)&lt;BR/&gt;&lt;BR/&gt;Merry </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5347943771906170661/5683940801992584225/comments/default/7563579078536785314'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5347943771906170661/5683940801992584225/comments/default/7563579078536785314'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emmacmiller.blogspot.com/2008/12/christmas-traditions-old-new.html?showComment=1230139440000#c7563579078536785314' title=''/><author><name>Megan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01206292558094774521</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='06278199514870882061'/></author><thr:in-reply-to xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0' href='http://emmacmiller.blogspot.com/2008/12/christmas-traditions-old-new.html' ref='tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5347943771906170661.post-5683940801992584225' source='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5347943771906170661/posts/default/5683940801992584225' type='text/html'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5347943771906170661.post-954611712023365488</id><published>2008-12-24T08:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-24T08:12:00.000-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I like that, "You don't get Christmas till Mama wa...</title><summary type='text'>I like that, "You don't get Christmas till Mama wakes up." You have some wonderful Christmas traditions.&lt;BR/&gt;Merry Christmas to you and your family. I hope your day is perfect.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5347943771906170661/5683940801992584225/comments/default/954611712023365488'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5347943771906170661/5683940801992584225/comments/default/954611712023365488'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emmacmiller.blogspot.com/2008/12/christmas-traditions-old-new.html?showComment=1230131520000#c954611712023365488' title=''/><author><name>Two Blessings From Above</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06214418753098689045</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='04532564423068580291'/></author><thr:in-reply-to xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0' href='http://emmacmiller.blogspot.com/2008/12/christmas-traditions-old-new.html' ref='tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5347943771906170661.post-5683940801992584225' source='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5347943771906170661/posts/default/5683940801992584225' type='text/html'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5347943771906170661.post-8457592349321696009</id><published>2008-12-24T06:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-24T06:40:00.000-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Merry Christmas, my new friend. May you and your f...</title><summary type='text'>Merry Christmas, my new friend. May you and your family have the greatest holiday ever :)</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5347943771906170661/5683940801992584225/comments/default/8457592349321696009'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5347943771906170661/5683940801992584225/comments/default/8457592349321696009'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emmacmiller.blogspot.com/2008/12/christmas-traditions-old-new.html?showComment=1230126000000#c8457592349321696009' title=''/><author><name>Cindy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01632090699011989840</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='13646335213120027227'/></author><thr:in-reply-to xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0' href='http://emmacmiller.blogspot.com/2008/12/christmas-traditions-old-new.html' ref='tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5347943771906170661.post-5683940801992584225' source='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5347943771906170661/posts/default/5683940801992584225' type='text/html'/></entry></feed>