This time of year, we start to think of traditions that have been passed down from generation to generation. The one tradition while I was growing up that was followed every year was banana bread for breakfast while opening presents. My mother would make banana bread every year. On Christmas morning, she would wake up (sometimes even before my brother and I!) and go to the kitchen. She would cut the loaf in half, slice, and then butter the pieces. When I moved away and got married, I kept the tradition going, but with my own twist. When my son was still young, I added homemade chocolate chip scones to the menu. Then, as he grew older, we added tea. Pretty soon we had a modified English Christmas Tea Breakfast. We keep this tradition even now that he is in college. I hope he has fond memories of those Christmas mornings. Kimberley Thomson Morris
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