My father-in-law had a fun tradition of giving the grandkids coins. He would come around the room with a plastic coffee container filled with loose change. He allowed each child to dip their hand in, and grab as much money as they could.I remember one Christmas several years ago, when he brought the can to our house. In those brief moments of house-wide grabbiness, I thought, "We are a greedy bunch, aren't we?"
Then I looked a little closer. Everyone was giggling and chanting.
My dear "Freddie", by far, was the most enthusiastic of the lot.
"Git in there, kiddo! Git ya all you can!" he would cheer.
