Our tradition is that the Friday after Thanksgiving, all the Christmas stuff comes out, and we decorate. This year, my Aunt gave us pretty much all of her Christmas decor, so now I may have to be selective as to what I will be able to put out, or I can put it all out, and have wall to wall Christmas decorations. Anywho, after we put up all the decor, we will order a pizza, and sit down as a family and watch A Christmas Story, or The Santa Claus.
On Christmas Eve, my mother, and father-in-law come over for dinner, and we keep our kids informed as to where Santa is. Once the wife, and kids are asleep, I pull out all of the presents that I have hidden around our condo, and place them under the tree. Since I can never fall asleep on Christmas Eve, I get a full dose of Christmas television, and eventually dose off on the couch.
On Christmas morning, the first kid that wakes up, usually my daughter, runs into our room screaming that Santa was here. I turn on some Christmas music, and watch as the kids rip through their presents. We eat breakfast, and then get ready to go see the in-laws again for a full blown Christmas. That night, as depression starts to settle in knowing that Christmas is just about over, I start putting together toys.