Then, we kick anyone who doesn't live here out. (Okay, so really, they go home to get ready for Christmas, there's no kicking). We read the Christmas story from Luke 2. Then, we start wrapping. One by one, we go to bed. Youngest brother, next brother, little sister, then mom, then me, then dad. We all have various roles in 'helping' Santa.
Oh. And my sister and I watch a billion youtube videos between all the wrapping and stocking-stuffing madness.
What are your Christmas Eve traditions?