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I posted this in the Geezers group, but I thought I should blog it too

When I was maybe 8 or 9, we used to spend the night at my grandma's on Christmas Eve and open gifts with the rest of the family, then go home Christmas day and open gifts with my parents.

One year, we left the house like normal, but when we returned the next morning, there were presents all over the living room. My grandma lives 45 minutes away, so I knew my parents could not have slipped out that night and set up the gifts. My parents said Santa had come and left us the presents. I could not think of any other explanination, that Christmas I was sure Santa was real. It was almost magial.

Years later, after much convincing (and a few beers) my Mom finally told me how she did it. We were all in the car ready to leave on Christmas Eve, when my Mom said she had to use the bathroom, and ran back into the house and set up the gifts. Knowing how my parents did it does not take away the magic of that christmas. The fact that they went that far to surprise us made it that much more special. This is one of my fondest memories, Christmas or not

I hope everyone has a Merry Christmas and a Happy, Healthy New Year!!