My friend Julie is doing a wonderful job of sharing her Christmas memories on her blog site - it is so much fun to read. Well today when Grant was playing with one of his diapers (thankfully a clean one) it made me think of a Christmas memory from my childhood.
When I was a child we would go to my Grandparent's house for Christmas and every year Grandma would give us underwear for Christmas. To some degree the underwear reflected her feelings about you that year....white = good, red = not so good. You know what I mean. And if you married into the family you knew you were "in" with Grandma if you got underwear for Christmas too. Anyway, when you opened your package of underwear you had to put them on your head for everyone to see (ya I know kind of weird....).
Well Grant must have found his package of underwear this year as he is carrying on the tradition.