The Stockings Were Hung By The Chimney With Care...

(OK...so they're not by the chimney...)

We have a family tradition that Daddy reads 

'Twas the Night Before Christmas

to the children  

just before we tuck them into bed.

Then they all sleep together in the same room

(with visions of sugar plums dancing in their heads)

Although I'm curious
 as to how much of the sleeping thing
 is really going on...

Merry Christmas to all...
and to all a good night!