Like everything else, Christmas changes from year to year. You took part in the Christmas play at church and then waited with the anticipitation of that wonderful big fat guy to arrive and somehow gets into the house whether or not you had a chimney. As you tried to go to sleep you knew for sure you could really hear sleigh bells in the distance and the noise of hoofs on your roof. But no matter how hard you tried, you couldn't stay awake long enough to meet the jolly old man in person, though the cookies and milk you left were always gone in the morning. After all the gifts are open, you set out to have Christmas dinner at Grandma and Grandpa's house.
As you grew older and had children of your own you watch with pride as they take part in the Christmas play at church and then you get them home and put them to bed. You make a hundred trips down the hall to make sure they'd finally gone to sleep so you can put out the gifts and toys and gobble down the cookies and either pour out or drink the milk, write a note of thanks to the kids and stumble to bed to get a couple of hours sleep before they wake you with their yells in the morning.
When your children make you grandparents, the excitement still doesn't stop. You watch your grandchildren in the church Christmas play, knowing full well they're the best actors of the lot. then you rush home to start on Christmas dinner. Everyone will show up sometime the next day all excited, hungry and ready to devour in an hour or so the food you've lovingly planned and prepared for a week. As you watch them later around the tree your heart fills with pride and you know that Christmas is really the best family holiday of the year.