Oh, yes--early mornings on Christmas! Un my family, we weren't allowed to go downstairs to open our presents or even our stockings until my parents were up, and we weren't allowed to wake my parents until 7am. So what would usually happen is around 5am, my siblings and I would start creeping into each other's rooms to see if we were all awake, and 6:30 would find us huddled outside my parents' bedroom door whispering to each other to check whether it was 7 o'clock yet so we could knock.
We always did presents first thing, though. We'd open presents and then my father would put the turkey in if we were hosting that year, and then we'd get breakfast. And then in the afternoon, we'd either go to my aunt and uncle's, or family would show up at our house--usually about twenty-five people total. There would be another round of gifts, and endless games of Euchre, and trays and trays of Christmas cookies. It was awesome. (Christmases now are actually pretty similar, except the gatherings are smaller and we usually wait until 8 to get up. :D)
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Date: Dec. 22nd, 2012 03:13 pm (UTC)We always did presents first thing, though. We'd open presents and then my father would put the turkey in if we were hosting that year, and then we'd get breakfast. And then in the afternoon, we'd either go to my aunt and uncle's, or family would show up at our house--usually about twenty-five people total. There would be another round of gifts, and endless games of Euchre, and trays and trays of Christmas cookies. It was awesome. (Christmases now are actually pretty similar, except the gatherings are smaller and we usually wait until 8 to get up. :D)