Nick has been talking about Christmas traditions so I thought I would share some of mine.
When I was a kid, I would look forward to going to my Godparent's house. It was always a houseful of people. Often there was hardly any place to sit.
The bar and the food was downstairs. Now at the time, I didn't drink, but we still got to have pop on Christmas. For us, pop (or some might say "soda")was something that was a treat. So to be able to have pop was a special thing.
Then there were the kids who were my uncle's nieces and nephews. We only saw them on Christmas eve, but being kids, we made up for lost time quickly.
We would stay for quite a long time. Sometimes we would go to Church before the party, sometimes we would go to Midnight Mass. But we never opened presents on Christmas night. We had to wait until Christmas morning.
When my grandma was alive, it would be off to her house after church. We could pick some toy to take with us and we would be off. Another batch of cousins to see! And more pop!
Finally, it would be home to play ourselves silly with all the new toys we got from Santa.