A number of the traditions we follow were just wacky ideas I had once and then my wife would keep it alive year after year. Like the Christmas Cock. One year I thought it'd be funny to keep sending my brother pictures of roosters and balls because well... That escalated into rooster themed Christmas gifts. Neither him or his wife particularly like roosters, but I have filled his home with cock over the years. She absolutely hates it, huge bonus.

The camping thing is my niece's idea though. I think it's going to be a disaster in freezing wet weather but it'll make one hell of a story so I'm in.