Our usual tradition is to wrap up a box with a little baby Jesus in it. The boys get to open this gift on Christmas Eve before they go to bed, to remind them of the most important gift we recieve at Christmas time. Well, as happens when traveling things get forgotten (on the kitchen counter where you set it so you wouldn't forget of course). Zeke, however, reminded us that we are celebrating Jesus' birthday and so you must have a Birthday Cake. Grandma bought us a cake and we sang happy Birthday!
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