One Christmas Party Over

Saturday was my family Christmas party.  This is with my siblings, our kids, and grandkids.  We rent a hall.  Everyone brings food.  There is way too much food!!  We eat.  Children play games.  Everyone talks.  Some of us only see each other at this yearly event.  We started it many years ago while my Mom was still living.  It is a tradition we hope continues for many years to come.  It keeps our family connected.  Many families have fun holiday traditions.  Part of our Christmas Holiday is a very dark, inappropriate tradition. 
Many years ago at a family function my brother got his hands on a camera.  He mooned the camera and took a picture.  At some point this picture was blown up and framed.  It made its ugly way into our Christmas party.  It has become part of the men's grab bag.  Several years ago it came home with us.  I waited several months and snuck the picture into the mooner's house.  Hung the picture in their bathroom.  They were shocked to find it when they arrived home from a vacation.  The picture will lay dormant for a few years.  The person who has the picture has to hope the family forgets who not to take a gift from.  The men never forget.  When it is time for the gift exchange it is last man standing.  The youngest person in the group is going to end up taking the picture home.  No one else will touch the box.  The men draw gifts oldest to youngest.  My son attended the party this year but left early.  Being around that many people can get to be too much for him.  Luckily, Hubby unwrapped the gift for Uncle.  There it was full moon in all its glory!  It never fails that Uncle will always get the most terrible of all the horrific gifts each year.  Even though the grab bag is just for fun, he ends up disappointed.  He will receive something for a computer and he does not use a computer.  He will receive something for a car and he does not have a car.  When I heard my son won the boobie prize, I said no.  Could not happen.  Not this year.  We could not take that box home and say he received it.  Tru Stories and Coach went to the store.  They came back with a couple of nice gifts for Uncle.  Really, too nice.  We put the gifts in a bag and made it look like it was ready for him to open.  Told him it was from his Uncle.  Told my brother if my son starting thanking him for the cool gifts to play along.  He said fine.  Of course, the men could not understand why it was such a big deal.  Trust me, it really was.
One of the gifts Tru Stories picked was a flat backpack that is all the rage.  Just a nylon bag with strings.  They got him a Nike bag.  Well, Uncle LOVES it.  He has not taken it off his back.  He just walks around wearing it.  He said he has needed something to carry his drawings and special notes in.  Now this big lie gift is going to be his favorite thing. 
Uncle is happy.  Unfortunately, it is does not change the fact that we have the picture.  Now I have to figure out how to unload it on someone else.  I have an idea.  Just might work.  Hope I remember for next year!
Family Christmas is fun!!