The only morning of the year when waking up before 6:00 a.m., drums banging in my ears and the Mickey Mouse Clubhouse theme song does not leave me short of a straight jacket and a padded room.
Bing Crosby and Aaron Neville. Ying and the Yang. Comfort and Scotch.
Boudin for breakfast (the Cajun kind, not the Acadian kind!)
My stomach is so full even my fat jeans don't fit and the gallons of water I'm drinking is still not quenching this never ending thirst.
Nevertheless, Christmas day is comforting for me.
A day where all rules are broken.
No bedtimes and no time-outs.
So for all of you who feel the same way, Feliz Navidad. And to all the others, counting to 10 always helps for me:-)