Christmas Archives - Robin Dance

The Amazing Gift I Didn’t Know I Wanted (You’ll Want One, Too!)

by Robin | Dec 28, 2020 | Christmas, Coffee, Family, Favorite things, Love Gifts, Parenting, Personal, Uncategorized

Sometimes you receive an and you feel the need to tell the world, so… HELLO WORLD — or more specifically — HELLO EVERY COFFEE & HOT TEA DRINKER ON THE PLANET! You’re going to want to keep reading. My kids were particularly excited about my...

An Easy, Yummy Cinnamon Roll Recipe That Will Change Your Life!

by Robin | Dec 24, 2019 | Christmas, Family, Family Traditions, Recipes, Uncategorized

A backstory before the recipe Years before I crossed blogging paths with the Pioneer Woman, I married a man whose mama was the Queen of the Kitchen. Sarah’s Southern cooking may not have been particularly calorie or health conscious, but it was legendary....

Stand with Secret Believers This Christmas

by Robin | Nov 30, 2018 | Brand partnership, Christmas, Do Something!, Faith

Today, through a sponsored partnership with Open Doors, I’m sharing their message about something important to know. This is a season when many Americans have already begun decorating their homes for the holidays, a lovely tradition most of us take for granted....

Holiday Haikus: The Christmas Mug Edition

by Robin | Dec 10, 2017 | Christmas, Personal, Poetry

Tiny things have always made me happy. Oh, I don’t know the why of it–is it necessary to always dissect the whys of things? I just know that miniatures fascinate me. If they had been around when I was a little, Polly Pockets and My Little Ponies...

Christmas Light

by Robin | Dec 3, 2017 | Christmas, Scripture Link, Uncategorized

Click the image for the most beautiful Advent calendar I’ve ever seen.

Presents or Presence (The Difference in Listening Well)

by Robin | Dec 24, 2016 | (in)courage, Advice, Christmas, Faith, Family, Friends, Service to others

“For God so loved the world that He gave His one and only Son.” (John 3:16) You can’t fool her, you know. Two pudgy hands cup your cheeks to turn your face, demanding your eyes look deep into her own. “Mama, you’re not listening!” You can almost feel her heart...