Impressions from November & December: A Personal Project

‘Impressions‘ is a creative project by an eclectic group of female photographers from around the globe. We aim to share the inspiration behind what we do through our bi-monthly posts.

Every other month, we will be sharing 8 images that tell the story of what inspired us in the previous weeks: our families, nature, weather, or maybe even work itself! We are free to explore the meaning of ‘impressions’, and it is likely to change month to month.  After you finish up here, be sure to go visit the blog of the ever-brilliant Kim Rodgers at Brink Street Photography.  

For these months, I found inspiration in tradition.  The holidays are steeped in it.  And as a parent, one of my absolute favorite things has been creating traditions for my family.  If you think about it, photographs and traditions have quite a bit in common.  Like photographs, traditions are a way to ensure that part of who you are stays with your family long after you do.  It is a way that you can speak to future generations, much like you can through photographs.  So, I've started a number of traditions with my little family that I hope survive me.  

Like most families, it is tradition at Christmas for us to visit with Santa.  But this year, we had a special treat.  Santa visited US!  It sure is handy to have a family member who dresses as Santa for fun (he is pretty authentic isn't he?)

What's more traditional than opening presents on Christmas morning?  We allllll do that, right?  Well this year, I think our little guy started a new one.  Instead of diving into his pile of gifts, he insisted that my husband and I open ours first.  That's right, the four year old felt it more important to give his gifts to us than to jump into opening his own.  I think that is a tradition that deserves some honor moving forward.  Because really, how sweet was that?

Yes, that is a stuffed Poop Chester.  Nope, don't know what Santa was thinking with that one...

We have been putting that hat on our poor dog for long enough that the hat on the basset hound qualifies as its own tradition. 

Like most families, we have a ton of traditions that revolve around food.  Because, well, I love to feed my family.  And Christmas morning is no different.  We eat the same thing each year: red waffles, green whipped cream, and strawberries.  And my husband and I drink mimosas.  Oh and bacon.  There is always bacon.  Because everything is better with bacon!

And one of the other traditions, of course, is fondu.  Because let's be straight here, who doesn't adore a little bit of melted cheese every now and again?  Life is better with cheese, melted cheese on green apples!