Mom Jean Confessions: Home is Where the Gingerbread is

I don’t know about you, but nobody did holidays like my mom growing up. She lived for them. From the decor, to the food – she made every holiday worth celebrating. On Easter, my friends would come from near and far, just to color Easter eggs at my house. Even to this day, she still makes us sit around the table – as we all try to pretend like we’re too cool for school, but secretly we love it. She’s living proof that you are never too old for holiday traditions. It’s something that truly has stuck with me all these years, and something I was so excited to do with my own kids.

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