My favorite childhood memory is of Christmas Eve with my relatives. On Christmas Eve every year, we all get together and do the whole bonding thing. It's fantabulous because people start off being warm and we all have light conversation but by the end of the night children are running and sceaming, someone has gotten hurt, the parents are being as loud as us kids over a card game, and the presents that we have to wait to open call to every minor in the house. I can still recall, my counsin Conor and I, organizing all the slightly younger kids into groups for the wars we'd have against each other. Then, before you knew it, laughter would ensue as you'd fight with your lousy toy sword and defend with a random toybox top.
Good times. :]
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