The milk and cookies are gone for Santa Claus and the Christmas tree lights are turned off for the night. My sisters and I made a pallet on their bedroom floor and cuddled together. Everything is as it should be. Christmas morning comes bright and early, and my two little sisters are jumping on Mom and Dad's bed begging them to wake up, while I'm in the living room sorting the presents by name. Everyone goes into the living room and mom has pulled out her camera and VCR. I'm in the chair I've sat in since I was little. The girls are on the couch and mom and dad are sitting on the loveseat. Everyone is still wearing their pajamas and their messy hair is in its best shape. We open all our presents, take all our adorable photos, and head to get ready for lunch at my mom's