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C h r i s t m a s T r a d i t <span style="background-color: #ffffff; color: #38761d; font-family: Impact,Charcoal,sans-serif; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline;">i <span style="background-color: transparent; color: #ff0000; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline;">o <span style="background-color: #ffffff; color: #38761d; font-family: Impact,Charcoal,sans-serif; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline;">n <span style="background-color: transparent; color: #ff0000; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline;">s =<span style="color: #ff0000; font-family: 'Comic Sans MS',cursive;">** __Ever__ <span style="background-color: transparent; font-size: 15px; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline;"> since I was six, I had two Christmas’s and they were both so different. Let’s start with my mom’s. Every other year I’m with my mom for Christmas, so what we do is have my brother come over and we go driving around looking at Christmas lights, while Santa was bring me my gifts. We would always but on our big coats, because we would get out of the car and walk around in down town Hutchinson for hours. Some how we always end up at walmart to see all the people rushing to get their presents, and so my mom can get your Christmas Eve/ Christmas day candles. Then we go home and see all the presents Santa left us. My brother would stay home with us, would wake up whenever we woke up to see all our presents. Now my brother has a son and a girlfriend, but that just means we added two more people to our Christmas tradition. ** = =<span style="color: #008000; font-family: 'Comic Sans MS',cursive;">** __Now__ <span style="background-color: transparent; font-size: 15px; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline;">my dad’s Christmas, just like my mom, every other year I’m with him for Christmas day, but instead of looking at Christmas lights, we put them up on Christmas Eve, and on the roof we always put welcome Santa. Then we go inside, and we turn on the fire (we don’t have a fire place, just an electric one.) and sit around and wait for my sister to come over from her mom’s house. When she comes over we make cookies, and watch our favorite Christmas movies, hers in Charlie Brown and mine is Polar Express, and my dad doesn’t have a favorite so we just watch the two. After that we watch my dad’s favorite movie, which isn’t a Christmas one, but he loves it. It’s a musical, and we know all the words so of course we sing to it. After that we play games, and we just talk about anything and everything, till my dad goes to bed, then my sister and I play video games, which he doesn’t really like to play, till it’s like four in. Since she doesn’t live at home anymore, she just stays over with us and stays in my room, and we wake up Christmas morning, and see what Santa brought us. My Christmas traditions, and super fun, we hang out and spend time with the people I love. I wouldn’t want a different tradition. ** = = = =media type="custom" key="11835242" =