Christmas Morning At The Mabel-s - Mother And: S...

This year, Christmas morning at The Mabel’s looked a little different. A little slower. A little sweeter.

We laughed. We sipped hot cocoa from the mug that says “World’s Okayest Mom” (a gift from my sister). Another Mabel tradition: after stockings, we each open one gift before breakfast. Not the big one. Not the loud one. Just one. Christmas Morning at The Mabel-s - Mother and S...

I cried. Obviously. Breakfast at The Mabel’s is not elegant. It is sticky. The cinnamon rolls came out of the tube (don’t tell Mabel), and we ate them on the floor in front of “A Muppet Christmas Carol.” This year, Christmas morning at The Mabel’s looked

It looks like your title got cut off, but I can infer the heartwarming vibe you’re going for: Christmas Morning at The Mabel-s - Mother and S...