Christmas Traditions (not so spiritual)

So this is how humor works in our family. Last year we were on our way to a Christmas Party and I say to Casey;

Me: I hate those blow up Santa’s and Winnie the Pooh’s people put in their yard. (Sorry to all those I offend)

Casey: Oh yea

Me: I just want to punch them in the face

Casey: Oh yea

Me: Yea!

Casey: Well I dare you to then???

Me: What, punch them in the face?

Casey: You betcha!

Me: Ok pull the car over!

So what do I proceed to do….. sneak my way out of the vehicle go up to some random house (not in our neighborhood, city, or even county) and….

Wind up……

Get my slugger ready…..

And BAM, POW, WAM!!!!

Yes I PUNCHED Santa in the face; it wasn’t my proudest moment as an adult, yet very exhilarating at the same time. His face/body pounced down on the ground and bounced back up like he wanted more!! Like those punching bags you had as a child.

So we have made it a tradition that as we drive throughout the winter and see ridiculous lights we dare one another to do certain things. For example there is a house near ours that has arched lights illuminating the sidewalk and for the past two years Casey has dared me SKIP, TWIRL, DANCE, down the sidewalk (row of 4 houses) as he follows me in the car.

And I ask myself, why can’t I say NO?” So it was my turn to dare Casey, so the other night after delivering a something to a stranger for Casey’s work, I noticed their beautiful Nativity scene on the front lawn. No it really was pretty! So I dared him to give the third wise man a big BEAR HUG as he left. It was classic I just wish I had my camera with me!!