When I was growing up, my siblings and I were told we couldn't wake our parents up until a certain time. I'm sure it wasn't that late but it could have been 10:00 in the morning for what it felt like to me. The early riser. Guess who wakes everyone up now? Yes. Me. I don't sleep much on Christmas Eve and it's me who slips into everyone's bedroom, gently (and excitedly) waking them up. Even though my excitement of the season didn't start quite as soon as other years, I don't expect that the morning of this year's December 25 will be any different.
I wish you all a very Merry Christmas!