The kids could not sleep on Christmas Eve and came in our room repeatedly throughout the night, asking if it was time to get up yet. Finally, Gary and I woke up to the sounds of activity in the living room. The clock said 4:20 A.M. The kids were more than awake: They had opened every single present under the tree and were in the middle of having a great time -- just the two of them -- playing with the new stuff. The Kodak moment had come and gone WAY too early this year.
Gary's family used to have Santa come to the house while they were at church on Christmas Eve. I think that's the way things will go in our family for the next few years.