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Augustin Erba: Stop screaming, the baby is crying!

this christmas season, my wife decided, enthusiastically cheered on by some relatives, the only thing that would get christmas gifts was children living at home.

- It is not good to consumption, with the environment and everything, " she said.

" I am child to my parents and I live at home, I pointed out.

was replaced therefore by a julklappslek. All in the family had purchased something worth not exceeding one hundred dollars, which was on the table. Ago, received was and a hit on a die where a one or a six meant you got to take a gift, either from the shrinking pile in the middle of the table or from someone who already had knipit for a pat.

It was with dice, it was drunk snaps and it skrockades to some norpade packages from each other.

Part two of the game meant that everyone opened their presents and then had to change away an unwanted gift if you hit a one or a six. The who had several packages could also share with any who had not received anything, it was optimistic in the rules. Swapping was allowed to run for five minutes, then was presents irreversible.

there was a cookbook, a mug, a jar with slajm, two nackmasserare and other things. But what caught everyone's attention was the inconspicuous envelope, which had already changed hands twice during the first part of the game, and which is now proved to contain games.

the Die was struck.

- A third, damn it! burst out of a hitherto single member of the family.

- A six! said next. Ro hit with trisslotterna.

When trisslotterna had changed hands nine times in four minutes was two of the more vocal adults up and one of the children cried.

" Ha! A studio apartment! Give back lottery tickets!

With the dice, I feel impelled to call attention to. Sweat painted on wrinkled foreheads.

After five minutes, sounded the bell: the cookbook ended up with someone who wanted to cook the food and nackmasserararna of the few with sore necks. A parent gave his jar with slajm to the child that stopped crying, and I conquered a mug that said “You're perfect".

" It finally got trisslotterna shared them for general grinding and they gave no profit.

- The gift that everyone wanted turned out to be useless, " I said.

- Play and the moral is, " said my wife. A perfect christmas.

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