Twelve Days of Christmas: Seventh Day
I purchased our Christmas Pickle in the late 80’s and with it added a pickle hunt to my family’s traditions. On Christmas Eve, I hid the pickle deep within the multitude of ornaments on our family tree. Samantha and Rick looked for the pickle. A miniature Whitman’s box of chocolates was the reward. We enjoyed this activity for many years. Now my children are adults and we have switched up the prize. Other adult family members and friends have joined the hunt. The winner gets bragging rights and all participants partake in shots of assorted libations. In addition, the grandchildren are now picking up the tradition and their prize of course reverts back to the original sweet treats.
On the Seventh Day of Christmas my true love gave to me,
seven pickle liqueurs,
six cookie cutters,
five… Christ…mas cards,
four vintage snowmen,
three special balls,
two wooden skis,
and a Christmas plate for Santa’s midnight snack.
We have passed over the half-way mark now.