When we lived in Utah we had a lot of extended family close by. Out of the four kids in my dad's family, 3 of us lived on the same street with grandma and grandpa just 10-15 minutes away. With so much family together, holidays were always a big to do. On Christmas Eve we would all gather at my grandparents' house and exchange gifts with the cousins who's names we had drawn. We'd open their gifts along with the one's from grandma and grandpa, which somehow made the waiting for the next morning's splendor a bit easier. After we moved away we continued the tradition of opening one gift, usually grandma and grandpa's, on Christmas Eve.
In addition to opening the gifts we would frequently have Christmas Crackers. For those not familiar with crackers, these are not of the Ritz or Chicken-in-a-Biscuit type but rather are brightly colored paper tubes that when the ends are pulled they snap (or crack) apart to reveal a paper crown and a small prize. The crackers are a UK and Canadian tradition for after we moved to Arizona we couldn't find crackers until a few years ago. Sadly the prizes of the few I've had aren't nearly as good as the ones I remember, or maybe I need to just keep trying to find the good stuff.
In addition to opening the gifts we would frequently have Christmas Crackers. For those not familiar with crackers, these are not of the Ritz or Chicken-in-a-Biscuit type but rather are brightly colored paper tubes that when the ends are pulled they snap (or crack) apart to reveal a paper crown and a small prize. The crackers are a UK and Canadian tradition for after we moved to Arizona we couldn't find crackers until a few years ago. Sadly the prizes of the few I've had aren't nearly as good as the ones I remember, or maybe I need to just keep trying to find the good stuff.
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