My brother and his wife and kids are coming over for dinner on Christmas Eve. My mom and I have spent the past 2 hours prepping the food for tomorrow. It's worth it to have her homemade potato salad. We've also fixed banana pudding, homemade stuffing, and I've made baked beans. I also bought a can of cranberry sauce because my brother loves the stuff.
What I'm excited about is my little niece and nephew (6 and 2 respectively), opening their gifts. We know they'll barely eat, and knowing my niece, will have counted the presents with her name on it many times over. That is what will make it Christmas for me, those precious little babies.
Excuse me, I've got something in my eye.