Family Traditions...

I can remember on Christmas morning my sister and I would wake up extra early and run out to the living room to see what was under the tree.  We couldn't wait to open our presents, so we would go in and wake up mom and dad so that we could get started.  Unfortunately, my dad would take his time getting showered and dressed before coming out and letting us start tearing open paper.  Luckily, my mom would fill our stockings with plenty of stuff to keep us occupied until dad came strolling out...