We all have memories of our favorite Christmases. It was either the gifts, the guests, the meal or something funny or spiritual that happened. Perhaps it was some of the family traditions, please tell me yours. I remember waking up to German Stollen and later in the day having tamales for lunch and french fod for dinner.( we had to cover all the ethnicities in the household) One year after opening all the gifts, I got sad as I did not think I got my blue bike I wanted. Then mom said go set the table out on the cabana and we will eat. There was my blue shiny bike. I remember even the first mud and scratch on it.