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I remember with my family where ever we would go (grandparents) we would hang out while the adults drank cocktails before presents. My mom and dad always had whiskey old fashion sweet. Sometimes we got kiddy cocktails.
We ate things that are definitely Sheboygan. One of those is raw beef sandwiches. Other foods were shrimp and cocktail sauce, black olives, mini wieners in bbq sauce, crackers and cheese, and of course christmas cookies. That was usually dinner. Sometimes it was pulled pork sandwiches or hot tamales (also a sheboygan thing, called sloppy joes elsewhere)
I don't really remember anything. We opened one present X-mas eve and then Christmas morning we had to wait for my grandma to get there before we opened presents. She lived close and came no matter what time we woke up. Then Christmas afternoon I would go to my dad's parents house where we would eat pretty yucky food. My grandmother is German, from Germany. My grandfather is Spanish, 2nd generation American. She tried to combine the 2 foods...didn't work out. I seriously don't know how anyone ate it. Gross is being nice, sure every once and a while something was edible, but I was usually hungry by the time I got home.
One other thing is my grandmother worked in a bakery so she would always send home lot's of sweets for me and my sister. Even though my sister was no blood relation to them they never forgot to get her something.
My parents had a tradition (and still do it if someone's in town on Christmas morning). You had to sit on the steps and wait for "the goose to get fat." I HATED that! Needless to say, my hubby and I don't do it. What it really meant was to sit here on the steps until Mom had breakfast in the oven, Dad had the video camera set up, etc. They would put both doors on the living room, even though we usually only had 1 on. That way, there was no peeking. It was TORTURE!!!
Mommy to Jasmine (17), Kirsten (14), Ana (12), Katie (3), Xavier (1), and Gunnar (born 10-15-14)
We always opened one gift on Christmas eve (usually pjs) and we each got a new tree ornament. Christmas morning we had to wait upstairs until Mom and Dad got down, had the camera ready, and everyone went to the bathroom- so they could catch our expressions all at once