Christmas Traditions

One of the things that makes Christmas great is the many traditions which become a part of the entire experience.  I can distinctly remember the feelings of hanging decorations on the tree, the particular order of stockings and gifts, and Christmas Day breakfast/brunch (just to name a few).

But traditions don’t just happen on Christmas Day.  In fact, we’ve started a bit of a new tradition over the last two years during the week in between Christmas and New Years. I’m talking, of course, about the annual trip to the Pizza Hut buffet with the Huitsing kids.

Pizza Hut, you ask?  Yep, Pizza Hut.  We may live in the land of Lombardi’s and John’s of Bleecker, but there’s something about deep dish pepperoni goodness combined with the parmesan-encrusted perfection that is the Pizza Hut breadstick which is enough to keep us coming back.  Well, that or the to-die-for smiles on the faces of the kids as we stuff our faces.

And just because I love them, thought I’d share a pic of Miller’s sweet kicks he wore to “The Hut”