I still can't understand how those parents forgot Mccauley not once, but three times! What kind of parenting is that?!
Anyways generally we go to my dad's parents Christmas Eve, have a potluck where everybody brings the same thing they always bring, and then open presents. Christmas morning we get up pretty much whenever (although it's the one day my little brother, who is up at 7 every other day of the year, decides to sleep in) and open presents, then head to my mom's parents for Christmas Day, which includes some solid Ukey food and more presents. Then all the guys go watch hockey in the living room while the girls all go play Canasta for 8 hours. Not even kidding. That game takes forever.
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