When I was a kid Christmas would make my brother and I more hyper than all the sugar snacks in the world.
But we had a hard and fast rule in our house – no opening presents on Christmas Eve.
Later on when I was a teen and started dating I was scandalized that other homes allowed one present to be opened on Christmas Eve!
Blasphemy I say!
Eventually in the name of getting some sleep my parents allowed my brother and I to get up very early and bring our stocking back to bed where we were to play quietly until “a decent hour”.
It’s funny, but to this day I just can’t get into opening a present on Christmas Eve.
Were you allowed to open that one present? And would you avoid grandma’s because it was gloves or socks?
