This year, instead of picking names, we decided to do what essentially amounted to a White Elephant gift exchange. There were eight of us participating, so we decided on three presents per person, for a total of 24. Each gift was to be accompanied by a traditional Sinterklaas poem, which hints at the package's content. We decided against elaborate wrapping, which is normally made out of papier-mâché and formed so that it also suggests the identity of the present.
Except that, my father-in-law decided that he wanted to do the elaborate wrapping and thus, these were two of the offerings:
Incredible, aren't they? The man is an artistic genius. I had to steal the pig back from my brother-in-law, but I was so enamored of the packaging, I didn't much care about the gift inside! My father-in-law helped me carefully cut it out of the back of the pig, and now the empty packaging sits on my dining table, with Frankenstein-like stitches up the back.
-k
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