Christmas morning casserole
Casseroles
Every family has their Christmas morning traditions. When we were little, I was never able to sleep so I would lie awake most likely watching mass at the Vatican on PBS because we didn’t have cable and it was either that or infomercials. I would lie awake until my eyes couldn’t stay open for any longer. I am sure this probably annoyed the crap out of my parents, I mean Santa, because they had to wait until I was asleep to put out presents. Of course, I would eventually lose the battle with sleep and wake up in a cold sweat knowing that I dropped the ball on the Santa watch. I would crack open my door and squint down the stairs. I had a straight shot view of the living room and Christmas tree from my room. I would then walk into my brothers’ room and whisper to them, “He came. Santa was here!” Then we would all go downstairs and just sit in the dark staring at the gifts under the tree. It took a few years for my parents to make the rule we couldn’t wake them before six in the morning. My dad would wake up …
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