Christmas Eve,
The big production:
No scripts,
Ridiculous characters,
A suggested plot that was ever changing.
We would come up with the most outrageous stories.
Everyone had a part to play.
In a family with mostly girls,
Somehow I always got stuck with the boys part.
We would laugh like crazy,
As my uncle used an apron as a sleeping cap,
Or my grandfather gave me his golf club to use as a crutch.
My family was never shy of the lime light.
Afterwards we would go caroling or play outrageous games.
I always feel closest to my family, in the moments when we would share a good laugh.
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