@izzythepush,
My brother was born on Dec 24. Our family tradition is to open gifts on Christmas Eve and opening Santa's gifts on Christmas Day.
We used to have his birthday cake and gifts on the 24th.
When he turned four, we had a big Christmas Eve at our house. He had wanted and gotten his firetruck. Then we opened Christmas presents. He was befuddled, my mom asked him what was wrong, and he said, "But all I wanted was a firetruck."
We started celebrating his birthday on Nov 24.
To get an idea of how over the top we go, one year we wrapped a 100 pc tool set for my dad, piece by piece, so he could brag he got the most presents that year. One of my nephews, Tommy, got a huge haul for a little kid and laid on top of his pile and said, "Mine, aaallll mine!"
That may have been the last of the big blowouts. But my mother always wanted the six kids and 20 something grand children around her at Christmas.
My parents were successful bankers. My mother was never a great cook, and she did not enjoy baking. But she baked five or six pies every year for Christmas. Then one year, my dad photographed the pies and put it on a slide he slipped into a slide tray of one of their vacations. (This was way back when home movies and slide shows were "American as apple pie".)
At a showing one evening with some of the family over after supper, while running slides, he announced, "and here is something very rare to see ..." and ran the 'pie' slide.
My mother said,"It's a good thing you have a photo of it, because you'll never see one again."
After that, my sister Judy was the pie guy for Christmas.
I'm sorry to hear about your chest infections, it's been bad here this year, especially for kids and weakened old folk. Be careful and take care!