I have the best brother -in-law. He is a devoted husband and father. He was so good to my mother during her final years,went way beyond the call of duty. He has always been there for me and my kids. He is probably the most easy going person I know. All that having been said, he loves Christmas and wants all those around him to enjoy it just as much. He spends weeks decorating his house inside and out. Lights on the outside flash in time to music. Almost every flat surface inside holds parts of his extensive Christmas village. I'm sure that he played a big hand in decorating the multiple trees. Despite the fact that his greatest love (besides family) is sports, it is all tastefully done.
With this much Christmas spirit coursing through his veins, I wasn't surprised that he purchased enough generous gift cards for each of his nieces and nephews (who were in attendance) to play a white elephant game with them. The next day he dressed as Santa and allowed everyone including my crazy brother to take a turn on his knee. Finally, the day wrapped up with everyone being given a pair of reindeer antlers for our special family photos.
I know it seems like I cannot talk about holidays without reflecting on my parents, but throughout the celebration I couldn't help but think about the lengths my father went to when someone wanted a Santa. He would have appreciated the take on his tra
dition of giving the next generation a chance to fight over gifts or gift cards. The reindeer antler family photos were something my mother would have loved! Even though it goes against what in reality I believe, I like to think that they were watching from somewhere, shaking their heads, smiling and saying something like, "That Stan, thank goodness Gaye found him." I do have the best brother-in-law.
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