The Most Wonderful Time of the Year

What can I say, I've always loved Christmas. All kids love Christmas and all the flashiness that goes with it, but not everyone continues to love it this much even when they're older. I could listen to Christmas music all year long, over and over again, and I'd never get tired of it. When it comes to Christmas music, I always say, "the older the better". Frank Sinatra, Bing Crosby, all of those Christmas songs from the 50's are the best in my opinion. Oh yea and "Grandma Got Run Over By a Reindeer". One of my favorite things to do when I was a kid was get under the Christmas tree and look up inside it, where you could see all of the bright lights and the patterns of the green branches (in our case it has always been plastic branches or whatever they make fake Christmas trees out of). I can still remember my grandfather and me going downstairs almost every Christmas morning before everyone else got up, and we'd take a peek at my presents. Sometimes this was impossible because my parents tended to put wrapping paper over the openings to our den. This was always fun, because it made the tension and excitement of seeing our presents build even more that it already had. My sister and I would then run through the paper, our faces lighting up on the other side.