When I was young and our family lived in Switzerland, we got a nutcracker that I (as a three year old) thought looked a lot like my aunt’s bearded boyfriend. Her boyfriend was a funny guy and I thus dubbed our nutcracker “Funny Guy”. Our family has referred to the nutcracker by this moniker ever since and my parents gifted him to my children a few Christmases ago. They too call him “Funny Guy” which makes me smile. Our Funny Guy reminds us of family, the holidays and happiness.

– Julie Souza

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