My daughter just called me at 7:15 a.m. on Christmas morning--so that I wouldn't miss those early morning wake-ups when she and Andy couldn't wait any longer to see what Santa had brought.
She nudged old memories of late night Christmas Eves, coming home very late from a full Christmas Eve at the Burdettes, church, and McCraws--kids would go to bed excited from opening presents at their grandparents houses, and anticipating Santa's magical visit.
Santa Claus did not get to bed. Santa Claus and Mrs. Claus stayed up until the wee hours of the night bringing out the toys--arranging them, putting them together, and admiring the whole effect. Sometime around 2:00 a.m. I think, they would stumble to bed--only to be pounced on a few hours later by enthusiastic Andy and Julie begging them to get up so they could go see the magic of Santa's gift giving.
Thank you Julie for waking me up......again! ;-)