For a fun Christmas Family Night this week, play this ‘Twas The Night Before Christmas Game:
Make sure everyone starts with a wrapped gift (you can just use things you find around the house, small treats or candies, dollar store items, ornaments, or silly gag gifts). Have everyone sit in a circle holding their own gift. Whenever the word “right” is read, everyone passes the gift they’re holding to the right. Whenever the word “left” is read you all pass to the left. When the poem ends, you keep whatever gift you have in your hands (no one will end up with the gift you started with if you do it right!).
I like playing this with little unpainted ceramic ornaments (all different) and then letting the kids all paint their ornament once the game is over. Then we write their name and age on the back and they hang it on our tree. Each year they make their own ornament to add to our tree.
‘Twas the night before Christmas when RIGHT through the house not a creature was LEFT stirring, not even a mouse. The stockings were hung RIGHT by the chimney with care, in hopes that St. Nicholas soon would be RIGHT there. The children were nestled RIGHT snug in their beds, while visions of sugar plums danced RIGHT in their heads. And Mama in her kerchief and I in my cap had just settled RIGHT down for a long winter’s nap; when RIGHT out of the LEFT of the lawn rose a clatter, I sprang from my bed to see what was the matter. Away to the RIGHT window I LEFT like a flash, tore open the shutters and threw up the sash. The moon on the breast of the new fallen snow LEFT a luster of midday on objects RIGHT below. When what to my wondering eyes should appear, but a miniature sleigh and eight tiny reindeer. With a little old driver, RIGHT lively and quick, I knew RIGHT away it must be St. Nick. More rapid than eagles his coursers they came, and he whistled and shouted and called them RIGHT by name. “Now Dasher! Now Dancer! Now Prancer and Vixen! On Comet! On Cupid! On Donder and Blitzen! To the RIGHT top of the proch! To the LEFT top of the wall! Now dash away! Dash RIGHT away all! As dry leaves that before the wild hurricane fly when they meet RIGHT with an obstacle, mount RIGHT up to the sky, so up to the housetop the coursers they LEFT and flew with a sleigh full of toys and St. Nicholas too. And then in the twinkling I heard RIGHT on the roof, the prancing and pawing of each little LEFT and RIGHT hoof. As I drew in my head and was turning LEFT around, down the chimney St. Nicholas came with a bound. He was dressed all in fur RIGHT from his head to his LEFT foot, and his clothes were all LEFT tarnished with ashes and soot. A bundle of toys he had flung RIGHT on his back, and he looked like a peddler just opening his pack. His RIGHT and LEFT eyes– how they twinkled! His dimples–how merry! His cheeks were like roses, his nose like a cherry! His droll little mouth was LEFT drawn up like a bow, and the beard LEFT on his chin was as white as the snow. The stump of a pipe he held RIGHT in his teeth, and the smoke it encircled his head like a wreath. He had a broad face and a round little belly that shook when he laughed like a bowl full of jelly. He was RIGHT chubby, a RIGHT jolly old elf, and I laughed when I saw him in spite of myself. A wink of his LEFT eye and a LEFT twist of his head soon gave me to know I had nothing to dread. HE spoke not a word but went RIGHT to his work, and filled all the stockings, then turned with a jerk. And laying a finger to the LEFT of his nose, and giving a nod, he LEFT–up the chimney he rose! He sprang RIGHT to his sleigh, to his team gave a whistle, and away they all LEFT like the down of a thistle. But I heard him exclaim e’er he LEFT out of sight, “Happy Christmas to all and to all a good night!”
Hope you have a wonderful family night tonight with all the people who mean most to you!