Merry Christmas, everyone! Two of my favorite Christmas
traditions actually occur after Christmas, so I thought I’d share them today.
Most people celebrate the twelve days of Christmas starting on December 13th,
but originally those twelve days came after Christmas. They were the twelve
days intervening* between Christmas and a holiday called Epiphany or Three
Kings’ Day.
For the past several years, I have tried to do something fun
for my husband for the twelve days of
Christmas. One year I came up with small gifts that sort of vaguely related
to the words of the “Twelve Days of Christmas” song (starting with pear tarts
for dessert and ending with a Radiohead CD). One year I wrote themed lists of
things I loved about him or fun shared memories (by the time you hit twelve, it
gets really hard to be creative). One of my cheesiest years was a series of
silly poems.** This year I can’t tell you the plan because my husband might
read this and that would really spoil the surprise.
Here’s what I love about doing the twelve days of Christmas
(and doing them after Christmas, not before). If you have kids and a spouse,
you may have experienced this phenomenon: You rush around before Christmas,
trying to make sure you have just the right gifts for your kids (even if you
swore this Christmas would be smaller), trying to make sure that if they have
siblings everyone has exactly a fair number (and probably weight and volume) of
gifts, and by the time Christmas comes you realize that the gift you got for
your spouse was kind of . . . blah. Okay, maybe this is just me, but I have
done this a few years. Plus, I find that the hubby is hard to shop for. He
doesn’t need or want much, and what he does need or want, we just buy. The best
thing I can give him is something a little more personal (even if it’s really
silly), something that means I spent time and thought on just him.
Plus, it’s fun trying to think of some way you can represent
eleven lords a-leaping as food.
Now for Epiphany (as it’s called in many Christian
traditions) or Three Kings’ Day (as
it’s called especially in Latin American countries). If you’re not familiar
with this tradition, you should be! It’s awesome and fun and a good way to give
your family those Christmas presents you couldn’t find in time for Christmas
but that suddenly showed up three days later.
My husband is American but was born in Colombia, and his
family spent several years in Colombia and Puerto Rico when he was little, so
they have been celebrating Three Kings’ Day for years. Now that we’re married,
we do it with our own family. Three Kings’ Day is, as you might guess, a
celebration of the day the three wise men came to see the baby Jesus (probably
not so much a baby anymore, and certainly not twelve days after His birth, but
that’s really irrelevant to this discussion). Here’s what you do: On the night
of January 5th, you go out and pull up some dead grass from your lawn (or some
leaves or whatever). Then you put it in a little shoebox at the end of your bed.
While you’re sleeping, the wise men come with their very hungry camels. They
are so grateful to see some grass for the camels to eat that they leave you a
small present in place of the grass.
We have lots of fun with this tradition. Last year, the
camels were so happy that they left a note of thanks (which I wrote in shaky
handwriting because, really, what kind of camel knows how to hold a pen
well?).*** They also left us two bettas for pets, which turned out to be a
terrible idea, but that’s another story.
I love that this is another opportunity to talk about the
story of Christmas before it all goes away for another year. I love that it’s a
silly, fun way of doing it. I have a real soft spot for the wise men, so I’m
happy to get to incorporate them into Christmas a little more. I also love
extending Christmas past when most people have stopped thinking about it.
Whether you join in either of these traditions this year
(you should! it’s fun!), I hope that your Christmas was lovely and helped you
remember the greatest gift we have—our Savior and His sacrifice. I hope your
next year turns out just as lovely.
Merry Christmas!
** My favorite was my “Geese a-Laying” poem. Thus demonstrating why I write novels, not poetry.
*** Okay, without going into the whole “Do we tell our kids that Santa/the camels are real?” debate, I will just say that my kids know who the “camels” really are, and it’s still fun and they love it.
Very cool! I always do the 14 Days of Valentines for my husband in February. It’s always amazing to me how much closer I feel to him when I’m doing little things for him every day, and it makes the month more fun. ;-)
ReplyDeleteI love the idea of the camels, though. So cute!
What cute traditions, Jeanna! Anything that extends the magic of Christmas is great in my eyes. :)
ReplyDeleteOh, what a fun Valentines idea! Thanks for sharing.
ReplyDeleteI agree, hooray for Christmas extension. I bet that little girl of yours would like a visit from a camel (your pictures of her make her seem like someone who would appreciate that sort of thing). :)
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