Grandchild generation experiencing the Sunday brunch tradition. |
Several months ago my husband and I returned to the practice of the Sunday brunch which was a staple of our growing family. Often in the early years we spontaneously invited another family to join us when we chatted in the parking lot after Mass. The more the merrier!
I particularly remember our daughter Tara on her First Communion day asking to stir the scrambled eggs. I still treasure a picture of her, an apron covering her white dress, veil still framing her sweet face, busy at the stove. The brunch was always a family affair. And oh...those Krispy Kreme doughnuts fresh from the shop on Route 1 in Alexandria.
Since one of our daughters and her family live nearby, we enjoy a weekly gathering for the meal. Her
two youngest (one and three) are often dropped off before the 10:00 a.m. Mass (We go to 8:00.) and the three-year-old helps stir and mix whatever is on the menu while his little brother crawls around. Max loves to help cook and bake.
Prepping for a Camp Kreitzer grandkids tea party. |
The grandchildren love the brunch and they help with all the chores involved in a big meal. The five-year-old often tells us she never wants to go home, so sometimes the day ends with plans for the next visit or a sleepover.
We like to think we really have made our home a little domestic church, a family retreat center, where prayer and partying create treasured memories that will be passed on in the next generation. I wish all our children lived nearby! But they are often here for holidays and they all love "Camp Kreitzer."
Today when we pray the rosary, we will be especially mindful of Sunday joy. It's my favorite day of the week!
So how do you celebrate the Lord's Day in your family?
Love this!I hope that we can join you soon!
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ReplyDeleteI remember when we were little, that we'd have "Kukin" (sp) Sundays and dad would stop at Rose's Bakery (wonderful Bakery) in Cleveland Heights and bring home all sorts of wonderful pastries and we'd all share them. He got the habit from his parents and when we occassionally visited them on Sundays they'd have kukin too! Great family time and good memories.
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