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Post by friday on Oct 26, 2004 14:04:36 GMT -5
One thing I remember about Christmas! My brothers and I would sneak down stairs in the middle of the night to see what Santa brought. This was after a few anxious days of carefully checking and maping squeeky stair steps and floor boards. But trying to be quite after seeing Santa had been there was really the hard part.
Anybody else have any good stories?
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