The big Victorian house on Maple Street had seen many families come and go over the years, but they all shared one thing in common: they loved Christmas time, especially preparing for it after Thanksgiving. The house had a spacious living room with a fireplace and a bay window, where the families would set up their Christmas tree and decorate it with ornaments, lights and tinsel. The house also had a cozy kitchen with a large oven, where the families would bake cookies, pies and cakes for the holidays. The house smelled of cinnamon, nutmeg and gingerbread, and the sound of laughter and music filled the air.
Every year, the families would invite their relatives and friends over for a festive dinner on Christmas Eve. They would roast a turkey or a ham, and serve it with mashed potatoes, gravy, stuffing, cranberry sauce and green beans. They would also have a salad, rolls and butter, and a cheese platter for appetizers. For dessert, they would have a choice of apple pie, pumpkin pie or chocolate cake, along with whipped cream, ice cream and coffee. They would toast with champagne or cider, and exchange gifts and cards. They would also sing carols and play games around the fireplace.
On Christmas morning, the families would wake up early and open their stockings and presents under the tree. They would thank each other for their thoughtful gifts and hug each other warmly. They would then have a hearty breakfast of pancakes, bacon, eggs and fruit. They would also drink hot chocolate or tea, and read the newspaper or watch a holiday movie. They would then get ready to go to church or visit their neighbors. They would wish everyone a merry Christmas and share their joy and gratitude.
The big Victorian house on Maple Street was more than just a house. It was a home where love and happiness flourished. It was a place where memories were made and traditions were passed on. It was a place where Christmas time was always special and magical.