For unto us a child is born, unto us a Son is given.
A full day. A day to celebrate with those you love. A day of rejoicing.
An early start. Lots of food. Lots of ripping of paper and opening of gifts. Les Mis at the theater.
My favorite gift: a photo of me and my cat, sleeping soundly on the counch. I must have been five years old. Robbie Cat, I still think of that sweet, patient cat.
(Cynical’s folks’ cat above, sleeping soundly among the chaos.)