Mother’s and son’s hands going to the Christmas table

On my German in-laws' side: We transform our houses into wonderlands of glitz and pine scents, baking continuously starting early in December. Then we spend a quiet 25th eating, sipping tea, and singing carols, waiting for dusk to begin a long session of unwrapping gifts.

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