Christmas morning. I remember the anticipation. When I was a kid at home with my 2 sisters and my parents I remember literally waking up in the middle of the night going into my parents room Christmas morning and asking if we could open our presents. I remember mother saying, no...it's to early, go back to bed. Yeah right.....it was Christmas morning. Hello, we would go back to our room and 6 or 7 minutes later, we were asking again, until our poor parents got up and Christmas morning got under way. I don't have that feeling inside anymore on Christmas morning, but I remember it and try and make my childrens Christmas special, like my parents made it for me.
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Oh yeah, I remember. They should have locked us in our room until the sun came up :0!!!!! I remember that feeling too, and its a shame we lose it as we get older. I too am thankful I know the REAL meaning of Christmas!
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