It's hard to fully comprehend what that first Christmas must have been like for Mary, Joseph, and baby Jesus. I can imagine his birthdays that followed over the years weren't anything like the celebrations we do for our kids.
Nowadays Jesus' birthday is somewhat lost in the Christmas rush and buried under the huge pile of discarded wrapping paper. We desire for our boys to never loose focus of the sacrifice that Christmas really is in Jesus becoming flesh and then dying for our sins.
So on Christmas Eve, together with our friends, we celebrated with a birthday party for Jesus. We acknowledged His arrival as an infant boy and becoming Emmanuel. No amount of presents, stocking stuffers, or candy canes can hide that indescribable gift and we are so blessed to see our sons joyfully celebrating that gift too!