My son and I were both stuck at home with the flu on Christmas Eve. Traditionally we spend the day with my husband's side of the family about an hour south. You see, their fire department has a major in with Santa Claus. After sunset, he rides on a sleigh through the streets of the quintessential New England town with full fire and police escort - sirens and lights heralding their way. It's my favorite Christmas traditional as an adult... kinda gives me goose bumps every year.
But we had to miss it.
We weren't even feeling all that excited to open presents brought back by my husband and daughter. So, I didn't notice the big back of pennies given to Mr. Keaton-Grenon until later Christmas afternoon.
My sister-in-law is brilliant. She gave him 2,500 pennies. Not only that, but she made sure that 100 of them were wheat backs. I am not exaggerating when I tell you that he spent at least 3 hours on Christmas day playing with his favorite present.
Nope, not the remote control helicopter. Not the iPod Touch.
He used a magnifying glass to check out each and every one, pulling out the wheat backs and birth years for us all.
My husband's favorite gift was my loss of voice. I could only whisper on Christmas day and was not given a miraculous Carol Brady moment.
Despite the flu, we really did enjoy a low key version of the Christmas this year.
How about you? What was your favorite Christmas gift?