Ah, remember the good old days when you waited all year for the big red man to come bursting down your chimney? Wasn't it just fun to wish and hope and pray that you were'nt on the naughty list? You would stay up as late as you could, just to catch a glimpse of this kind fellow; and on Christmas eve, your parents smiled at you as you placed some sweet biscuits and a cold glass of milk on the table, just in case he might be peckish. So many great childhood memories of christmas, we begin to reminisce about this time every year. x
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