Every year, parents are awakened on Christmas morning by very affective alarm clocks. At the first signs of dawn eager kids, filled with anticipation, can no longer curb their enthusiasm.
Children have lain awake all night with visions of toys dancing in their heads.
Some creep downstairs to quietly approach mountains of presents under the tree, commencing to shake and rattle. Others burst into their parents’ rooms to prod them out of bed.
Either way, there will be no sleeping-in following a visit from Saint Nicholas. Parents ponder such boundless energy, as they didn’t sleep much either.
The opening act of their evening was preparing cookies for Santa, carrots for reindeer and a recitation of ‘The Night Before Christmas’.
The second act was devoted to tackling packages that read, “assembly required” and scrounging around the house for “batteries not included”.
Finally, after falling into bed and drifting into well-earned slumber, a reverie of excited kids broke into their brief winter’s nap.
What follows is the frenzied opening of presents.
Ribbons, bows and paper are tossed aside to reveal long-anticipated contents. All the frantic preparation for this moment give way to rewards of wide-eyed delight and smiles of unbridled joy.
From dolls and bikes to video games and motorized vehicles, Christmas Day rewards kids the latest toys to grace their most-wanted lists. The remainder of their day is spent playing with their new acquisitions.
Just think, your kids will be out of school until next year and you’ll be listening to the sounds of video games and squabbling siblings. In retrospect, perhaps the simple gift of a partridge in its pear tree would have been quieter, no assembly or batteries required.