When the month of December arrives, it means only one - the countdown by the end of the year and the beginning of the winter break. Then you need to make good grades about good grades, because Santa will not leave the gifts to bad girls. Santa Claus? I do not believe in him for a long time, but the ratings need to be corrected, in order to enjoy as much as possible during holidays and holidays.
Street lighting is greatly set up, shops showcases are decorated in order to lure as many customers as they buy most gifts at the time. Holidays are the time spent in the family circle, at least so in our home, we prepare each other's gifts each year.
Somewhere around December 20, there is a tree from the attic, and next to the fir and lamp, bulbs and decorations for the fir. Jelka is standing in the same place every year - in one corner of the living room. Every year, we only change the arrangement or color of the decoration, or we buy lamps, if the old ones have stopped working in the meantime. Jelka will remain there until mid-January or the end of the winter break.
New Year is spent in the family circle, and this has become a tradition for us. When the firs are wrapped up, other decorations are prepared, so for windows we make paper candles that stick to the window glass with tape, so that we would not call the snow - the holidays are much better when the snow is attacking. Everything is like a fairy tale, a real winter spell.
For New Year, Mother prepares a rich table. It is mandatory to make kittens, who drink cakes and other salty deer. Roasting is the main course on the New Year's menu, and for dessert it is obligatory to prepare my favorite - cake with raspberries and chocolate.
Our celebration of the New Year's dawn begins around 19h, then we all dress well and sit down for dinner. So full of stomachs spend the rest of the evening with New Year's TV program, music or some social game like do not be mad. Evening, like everyone else, just eats more and eats more and we are all cheerful and smiling. Midnight is a dream come true and old, and then we compulsorily count ten seconds until the end, like everyone else. Soon after kisses and congratulations, the dream caught us and we are in our beds.
In the morning of January 1, we run to the fir tree, to see what Santa left for each of us overnight. Every year, the desire is fulfilled, and we get from our mom and dad what we wanted, in fact, what we whispered to them that we would like to have.
Street lighting is greatly set up, shops showcases are decorated in order to lure as many customers as they buy most gifts at the time. Holidays are the time spent in the family circle, at least so in our home, we prepare each other's gifts each year.
Somewhere around December 20, there is a tree from the attic, and next to the fir and lamp, bulbs and decorations for the fir. Jelka is standing in the same place every year - in one corner of the living room. Every year, we only change the arrangement or color of the decoration, or we buy lamps, if the old ones have stopped working in the meantime. Jelka will remain there until mid-January or the end of the winter break.
New Year is spent in the family circle, and this has become a tradition for us. When the firs are wrapped up, other decorations are prepared, so for windows we make paper candles that stick to the window glass with tape, so that we would not call the snow - the holidays are much better when the snow is attacking. Everything is like a fairy tale, a real winter spell.
For New Year, Mother prepares a rich table. It is mandatory to make kittens, who drink cakes and other salty deer. Roasting is the main course on the New Year's menu, and for dessert it is obligatory to prepare my favorite - cake with raspberries and chocolate.
Our celebration of the New Year's dawn begins around 19h, then we all dress well and sit down for dinner. So full of stomachs spend the rest of the evening with New Year's TV program, music or some social game like do not be mad. Evening, like everyone else, just eats more and eats more and we are all cheerful and smiling. Midnight is a dream come true and old, and then we compulsorily count ten seconds until the end, like everyone else. Soon after kisses and congratulations, the dream caught us and we are in our beds.
In the morning of January 1, we run to the fir tree, to see what Santa left for each of us overnight. Every year, the desire is fulfilled, and we get from our mom and dad what we wanted, in fact, what we whispered to them that we would like to have.
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