Christmas Adam breakfast

Growing up we would open presents Christmas morning at home or at the Cranes and always eat Christmas breakfast with the Cranes at their home.

This doesn't work out for us or my siblings anymore so we made it happen on Christmas Adam (the day before Christmas Eve) It was so fun and brings back so many great memories. The menu is the same as it has always been -French toast, scrambled eggs, link breakfast sausage, with syrup, jams and jellies and Sunny Delight or milk to drink. We set the table twice and two waves of eaters to fit everyone but it was perfect!

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Hugs, Mom said…

What a terrific tradition! Loved the picture of Ruth? licking her plate. Everything must have tasted SOOOOO good!

January 12, 2016 at 9:07 PM

Paige said…

Is that your mom? I don't get to see many pictures of her. She's a cutie, whoever she is. This looks like my kind of meal. I love French toast.

January 13, 2016 at 9:04 AM

Hugs, Mom said…

Dear Kayci,
We sat behind a mother with 5 little kids during church yesterday. I thought of you and how well you handle everything. But you haven't been blogging, and I miss you!

March 7, 2016 at 10:16 PM

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