even more barnes-wilson family stuff bc i’m too lazy to turn this into a full fledged fic-
bucky’s jewish, he starts practicing again after breaking free from hydra, but he still mainly does the things stuff he did when he was younger; only really celebrating certain holidays (rosh hashanah, yom kippur, chanukah, and passover), mostly kosher (it’s kind of always been his diet, might as well keep it up), attending shabbat when he can, etc. it’s never anything big, usually just a way to remember his family and roots.
sam still celebrates christmas, he hasn’t been settled down in one place since joining the avengers so it’s mainly just sending gifts to family and friends.
when the two of them get married, and have lil riley-winnifred “winnie” barnes-wilson, they completely up the ante, going all out celebrating jewish and christian holidays, to give winnie a taste of both so she can decide what/if she wants to practice when she’s older.
they have a tradition of getting their christmas tree the day after chanukah ends (usually, if the holidays line up). they’re settled in new orleans, so they get their tree from a christmas tree farm run by a family friend of sam’s, located in the same place it was when he was a kid.
in the years they’ve been getting a tree, sam and bucky typically just pick out the first one they see, before heading home and really focusing on the decorating aspect. but this year, winnie’s three and a half, has lots of opinions, and wants to pick out the tree.
the whole way to the lot, winnie’s babbling about how she wants the “most biggest” tree there is, so santa can see it from miles away and won’t miss their house. the moment they get there and bucky unbuckles winnie from her seat and puts her down, she’s off in search for the perfect tree. bucky sighs and smiles at sam before heading off to follow winnie, even though the lot doesn’t have that many people and is fenced off.
sam means to go follow them too, wants to hear winnie’s baby reasoning for why every tree isn’t “the one”, but he ends up talking with the lot attendant, a friend of his father, catching up on each other’s lives and recounting stories of christmas pasts. the whole time, sam keeps a look of adoration on his face directed at winnie and bucky as they make their way around the lot, judging each of the trees they come across with way too serious looks on their faces.
sam’s laughing at the attendant’s story about the time sam cried after his parents and siblings picked out a tree because it “wasn’t big ‘nough, way too small!”, when he sees bucky pick up a christmas tree and waltz right over to them, winnie’s little hand holding onto the tree in an attempt at helping.
bucky peaks his head from behind the massive tree, absolutely beaming at sam, and matching look on winnie’s face. he jostles the tree in his arms as to point to it. “baby thinks this is the perfect one, what do you think?”
and sam can’t keep the smile off his damn face as he nods, “if baby thinks it’s the one, then i think it’s the one.” winnie’s giggle and bucky’s chuckle are music to his ears, as winnie hugs him, bucky, and then the tree.
the attendant moves to get the tree from bucky to go and strap it to their car, but bucky beats him to it, and hoists the tree over arm before picking winnie up with the other. “you coming’ doll?” bucky calls over his shoulder, making his way to the car. “babydoll already has a movie in mind to watch while we decorate.” sam smile gets impossibly wider and he swears it’s about to split his face in two. “i still have to pay for the tree, dumby.”
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