I have such wonderful memories of being a child and seeing my mom place the brownie boot near our fireplace. I knew that meant Christmastime had come. My own mother still recalls sitting in her own living room with her brother and seeing chocolate bars magically fall from the chimney. : )
I was blessed that my mother passed our special brownie and brownie boot on to me, and I enjoy reliving these special, magical moments and experiencing Christmas through a child's eyes. The magical days of childhood are so fleeting. I am thankful to be able to add to the magic and make memories for my children. It may seem silly, but memories and traditions make me happy.
Our brownie...he has seen years of love. : )