Music City Plastic Surgery - December 2018




SOME BURGDORF CHRISTMAS TRADITIONS MISCHIEVOUS ELVES AND CRAZY SUITS The celebration of any fun-filled holiday usually conjures up sentimental memories of past family customs. Christmas, for example, is full of traditions that are passed down like heirlooms through generations. If your parents took you out to the forest to cut down a Christmas tree, you might do the same with your own kids. If you and your siblings set out cookies and milk for Santa on Christmas Eve, you might teach your own children to make the same delicious preparations. The traditions you experienced as a child play a huge role in the decisions you make as an adult, and no one knows this better than my family. I grew up in a blended family, so a lot of coordination was involved in the days surrounding Christmas. While there were a lot of moving parts, both sets of my parents lived close to each other, so I had the opportunity to spend the holidays with everyone. One tradition that sticks out in my mind was one that I hated as child but now feel a real fondness for as an adult. On Christmas morning, my mom had all of us put on a new pair of festive pajamas, and my stepdad would film us as we walked down the stairs. These days, I don’t make my own kids don embarrassingly festive outfits; I take on that responsibility myself — and I’ve even provided pictures for proof! Some say that my suits remind them of Cousin Eddy from “National Lampoon’s Christmas

Vacation,” which also just happens to be my favorite Christmas movie of all time. The holiday traditions that my wife, my kids, and I share are a bit different from the ones I experienced as child, but that

sure how she felt about it, but out of all the villainy that elf gets into, that setup was my favorite.

Aside from the elf, my daughter is excited to play

Santa on Christmas morning by handing

doesn’t make them any less meaningful or fun. For example, years ago we decided to join the so-called Elf on the Shelf movement. If you’re not familiar with this growing holiday tradition, the elf comes in the form of a small doll that has been dispatched from the North Pole to keep a watchful eye on children and make sure they remain on Santa’s “nice” list. I’m not sure how it happened, but somehow I was put in charge of managing the elf’s troublemaking antics. From the day after Thanksgiving until Christmas Eve, I am constantly finding new places to position him. I affectionately refer to him as “That Little Bastard” to reflect my true feelings about his organized mischief. But as much as I’ve grown to dislike that elf, my oldest son and I have had a lot of fun leaving him in cool spots for my daughter to find. Last year, we even played off the fact that I’m a surgeon and had the elf perform surgeries on my daughter’s Barbie. I’m not

out all the presents from under the tree. This way, we can take turns opening them one by one — a tradition my wife practiced as child that we’ve all adopted as our own. This small but important practice helps us avoid getting swept up in the chaos that surrounds this time of the year. We find that opening one gift at a time allows us to see the amusement on one another’s faces and slow down enough to truly enjoy the merriment. We’ll also sit down as a family to watch “A Christmas Story,” a tradition we do every year not just because it’s a great film, but because my middle son looks exactly like Ralphie!

Frommy family to yours, merry Christmas and happy holidays!

–Dr. Mike

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