On December 26th every year, as long as I can remember my family has celebrated the holidays, and one very special birthday the day after Christmas. We head to our family friends house to celebrate Cheryl's birthday, eat dinner and play "Yankee Swap". (more on YS later...)
This tradition started more than 15 years ago. For most of her life, Cheryl's birthday was all but ignored. Can you imagine not getting a birthday gift b/c, "you just got a ton of presents yesterday!" So as an adult, Cheryl began throwing herself her own birthday celebration. Rightfully so I might add!
As part of the celebration we play Yankee Swap. It is a White Elephant or rob your neighbor type of game. We take turns choosing a present, unwrap it, and then if you don't like it you can swap it with another persons gift. It can get pretty funny. And there are gifts, like an over the hill bra or a Rudolph lawn ornament, that have been passed along every year, for many, many years.
This year, however, because Madeline had been sick, and we hadn't spent a night at home in what seemed like weeks, we opted out of the celebration. Although we missed our friends, we think a "holiday elf" made sure we were still part of the fun.
As Kevin was turning out the front lights on the 26th, he noticed this sweet little "love bird" on our porch.
Although I am not 100% sure that the "elf" is a blog reader, I am pretty confident that s/he (they) is (are). So, just know, we will be back to the celebration next year. And the love birds are coming too.