Do any of you play "Christmas Eve Gift!?"
I had read of this custom in one of the books by Lella Warren, I think it was her Foundation Stone, but it may have been Whetstone Walls. These books were set, as I recall, in Alabama. I may be mistaken about that, as it has been many, many years since I read them.
Anyway, apparently it is an old Southern custom in some families that goes back to the 19th century.
At any time on December 24th, you try to catch everyone else you meet or speak with on the phone or what have you by chirping out: "Christmas Eve Gift!" before they say it to you. The person caught has to give you a gift of some kind before the day is over or as soon as they next see you and can deliver the gift. The same goes for you: you have to give a gift to each person who catches you. This rule goes for the whole 24 hours of Christmas Eve, but any specific person you have already caught cannot be caught by you again until next year, and vice versa. There is only one chance per person.
My second husband was from Dallas, Texas, and he introduced this game into my family. We all play it AVIDLY. The present, again in our family tradition, does not have to be an expensive one, but it must be wrapped. Not necessarily wrapped well, and not necessarily tied; but wrapped.
The children often gave one another sticks of chewing gum. Wrapped. In Christmas paper. Did I say in Christmas paper? It must be in Christmas paper.
To give you an example, my mother-in-law stopped her car at a red light in Dallas one Christmas Eve. She was astonished to see one of her brothers stopped at the light in the lane right next to her. She rolled down her window and yelled "Christmas Eve Gift" to him. He was LIVID at being caught, and had quite a way to go to get to her house. Nevertheless, just before dark that evening he showed up at her door with a gift just barely wrapped in poinsettia tissue paper. It was the raw, bloody neck of the turkey his wife Laura, my husband's favorite aunt, was roasting the next day.
John Paul did everything right. That is how you play.
Actually, I have been known to surprise some kinfolk with fairly decent, even valuable presents! Not often, but it has been known to occur.
My daughter Debi did her Junior year at the Sorbonne, and we could not afford for her to come home for Christmas. So family friends who were stationed in Germany invited her there. My husband David carefully explained Christmas Eve Gift to them, and they were all ready for Debi! Even the German maid played it with zest. Who knows? Maybe there are some Germans playing it yet, and that was back in the Seventies!