My family Christmas tradition is that(in no particular order) we watch a bunch of Christmas movies(White Christmas; Scrooge, famous quote from Scrooge: bah-humbug!; How The Grinch Told Christmas; etc.).
We go(on Christmas Eve) to my cousin's house and have dinner there, then come back and open our family Secret Santa gift(just one gift on Christmas Eve).
I got a Game of Thrones Direwolf Grey Wind Cub(my Secret Santa thought it was a wolf, it's the thought that counts), and a bookmark-shaped gift card—super cool, and I wonder where he got it because it's really awesome! It even got a ribbon on it!
Oh and my Secret Santa was my sister's husband(as my sister or her husband can't be secret santas of each other, neither can my mom or dad, because they're married).
Let's just say that I knew it was him because his writing or spelling(an annoyance to my editor side), isn't the greatest. He tried to throw me off by saying that all cops—as he is a cop, and no, before anyone asks or says this, he does NOT hate people of color—has good spelling. But I knew it was him, and I was right! 😃
Sorry! Got a little sidetracked! Gotta say what I gotta say before I can move on. I blame my autism(yes, I am autistic) for that.
Anyways, onwards with the chapter!
(For some reason I imagine a drumroll playing here)
Anywho...
After(forgot to mention this up above) we finish dinner at my cousin's house, we have my cousins unwrap their presents.
My mom got my cousin(oh my goodness I forgot which one is my cousin! I just do it as if it's my mom's friend— even if it's not and whatever) got a superman, or superwoman in her case, shirt. And a cute, little, handmade, crochet teddy bear with a crocheted hat and scarf. It was adorable! And, of course, my cousin's dogs wanted to use it as a chew don't and were sad when they were told no.
My cousin's husband got a green crochet hat, and a superman shirt(matching with his wife).
I... got them *I'm laughing so hard that I need to take a break* some tiny, little sponges.
The reason why I got them that was because I was using them as ice packs, but they ended up being forgotten so my dad told me to do something about them... so I did—put them in a box, wrapped them up and gave it to my cousins!
Don't worry! We had a good laugh about it.
And after that we do the secret Santa, which you already read about. Then we do the nativity scene(since we're all grown up, it's now the dogs that are baby Jesus—my sister's puppy did a hilarious, good job, as they always do).
This time my sister and her husband were Mary and Joseph, their puppy was Baby Jesus(before she gets too big next year), and my older brother the Angel, me and my little brother the shepherds, my mom the narrator, and my dad the video taper.
Last year was funny because we were at our Grandma's house and our grumpy little dog, Tiny, was Baby Jesus(oh, the irony!), and while we were doing the play Tiny was growling, going all 'What are we doing?! What is going on?!' all through out the play.
And before I forget... we do wear the pjs that my mom brought us that year, along with blankets, towels, and robes(to fit the part more).
A Christmas movie at night.
After that, we have to go to bed because 'Santa' needs to get the presents out and ready. And we can't leave our rooms without my parents say so.
My sister and her husband are lucky because they are sleeping right across from the Christmas tree.
In the morning, if Christmas morning, we wake up and wait in our rooms until we are called out.
From there we see what 'Santa' has given us. Then all crab cakes breaks loose and wrapping paper goes flying everywhere and a baby starts crying(I'm kidding!). Actually it does get pretty messy, but since they are a lot of people and gifts(as they are a lot of people), it would take a while to go one by one, so we all just open our gifts.
The whole 'wait your turn to open your present' only applies on Christmas Eve when there is only one present—two if the secret Santa gift is too big to in the selected box, or mailed separately.
Then we go to church and after church we come back home and start preparing dinner for the Christmas feast.
And then a Christmas movie.
Wow! This is a LONG one! Yikes!
Aside from the lengthiness of this chapter, what do you do for Christmas? And if you don't do Christmas(or any holiday for that matter), what do you do?
Oh, and so far my sister has not named her baby yet.
And so far the winner of the song is, drumroll please *drum roll* Daydreamographer!
Ojgandy97, are you going to make a come to win the awesome, the amazing, most spectacular, totally, absolutely worth the price, song? 🎤 (Please ignore the music note, the microphone is for you, ojgandy97, say what you wish.)
FYI(For Your Information), this is the longest chapter that I ever wrote in this book so far. Also, time wise too.
I do wonder if I could make it to one thousand words.
Hmm.
I probably could.
Well.
I am going to try it.
*In the evil 'don't worry it won't hurt... much' voice* Do not worry, it won't be very long... much!
Mwahahahahaha!
What? 😱 Who? Me? I didn't say a thing!
*Rubs hands together evilly* Mwahahahaha! They will never suspect a thing!
What? 😰 I did no such thing!
*Mutters* No! They're on to me! Run! Run for your life, me! *Runs and hide in a hole*
See? See what I do when I'm tired?
Now, since I'm getting up a bit early, I'm going to bed now!
Night!
Sleep tight, don't let the bed bugs bite!
Bye, lovelies! Stay beautiful!
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