A longstanding family tradition here is that of 'Christmas Eve gift'. That is, whoever is the first to holler said phrase at the top of their lungs on Christmas Eve gets to open one of their presents. I hear stories of my long-deceased great-grandmother either a) staying up 'til just after midnight or b) rising at the crack of dawn and waking the rest of the house hollering "CHRISTMAS EVE GIFT!"
So we're carrying on the tradition here. Usually it's me that wins the prize, but my mother got hold of the wee one this morning before I woke up and reminded him. As soon as I stumbled out of bed still wiping the sleep crust from my eyes...."MOM! I WANT MY - how was I supposed to say that, Dad - I WANT MY CHRISTMAS EVE PRESENT!"
Grandma Howell would be proud.
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