Our family’s tradition…which may seem odd to some: stand out on the front lawn, make a LOT OF NOISE, with everything from bells to train horns; once the din dies down enough for you to hear it, my niece plays Auld Lang Syne on the bagpipes.
Then we go inside and have a meal of hot dogs. I hate our family tradition of hot dogs.
Our family’s tradition…which may seem odd to some: stand out on the front lawn, make a LOT OF NOISE, with everything from bells to train horns; once the din dies down enough for you to hear it, my niece plays Auld Lang Syne on the bagpipes.
Then we go inside and have a meal of hot dogs. I hate our family tradition of hot dogs.