What a wonderful day Christmas is. For my family it is chaos, fun and laughter all rolled into one, big fest that accommodates over fifteen people. My mother is the host and loves to work it like a Game Show.
"And now, if I can have your attention, we will open presents in here and then proceed outside to where the presents really are..." Etc, etc. This year our host decided to use an "outdoor" theme where each member of our Christmas party got something that coincides with "outdoor." This was perfect, it being Summer here. My outdoor items included a brand bathing suit (that I chose), a summer hat (that I chose), and some books (that I chose).
Presents are almost always never a surprise. At least for the kids living here, which from about February to November is just me.
Each member had to silently search like in a museum where you got freebies for their big bag of presents marked for their owner with a cute swing tag.
"If you find someone else's don't tell them and move on to find your own! It's like a game," my mother required.
Some were hard to miss: my sister Tammy got a new outdoor chase lounge, table and umbrella; Kurt got a new barbecue on which he cooked our traditionally America Christmas brunch. My niece screamed with excitement when she saw that in amongst a wad of bubble wrap was a MacBook that we passed onto her. She thought she was getting a bag of bubble wrap, which I am convinced she would have been pleased with had the laptop not been there!
Now, I knew what I was getting the books, etc, but I just couldn't find mine... Until... I turned and saw protruding big and soft was a pillow. I knew immediately that it was mine! Why? My mother made a pillow case out of two tea towels that had pictures of giant ice cream sandwiches on them.
The "little" gifts opened before this wonderful and sneaky-feeling were our Sibling Secret Santa gifts – a routine devised to save money. My architect brother got me – wahoo! He built me a band new corner desk and bedroom/bookcase corner nook. It has now made my room become by dream room. It's just beautiful!
The Christmas games create another story that deserves its own explanation!
I love Christmas, my family and my life.
"And now, if I can have your attention, we will open presents in here and then proceed outside to where the presents really are..." Etc, etc. This year our host decided to use an "outdoor" theme where each member of our Christmas party got something that coincides with "outdoor." This was perfect, it being Summer here. My outdoor items included a brand bathing suit (that I chose), a summer hat (that I chose), and some books (that I chose).
Presents are almost always never a surprise. At least for the kids living here, which from about February to November is just me.
Each member had to silently search like in a museum where you got freebies for their big bag of presents marked for their owner with a cute swing tag.
"If you find someone else's don't tell them and move on to find your own! It's like a game," my mother required.
Some were hard to miss: my sister Tammy got a new outdoor chase lounge, table and umbrella; Kurt got a new barbecue on which he cooked our traditionally America Christmas brunch. My niece screamed with excitement when she saw that in amongst a wad of bubble wrap was a MacBook that we passed onto her. She thought she was getting a bag of bubble wrap, which I am convinced she would have been pleased with had the laptop not been there!
Now, I knew what I was getting the books, etc, but I just couldn't find mine... Until... I turned and saw protruding big and soft was a pillow. I knew immediately that it was mine! Why? My mother made a pillow case out of two tea towels that had pictures of giant ice cream sandwiches on them.
The "little" gifts opened before this wonderful and sneaky-feeling were our Sibling Secret Santa gifts – a routine devised to save money. My architect brother got me – wahoo! He built me a band new corner desk and bedroom/bookcase corner nook. It has now made my room become by dream room. It's just beautiful!
The Christmas games create another story that deserves its own explanation!
I love Christmas, my family and my life.
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