It has been a tradition since Elizabeth was born that I read to all of the kids on the night before Christmas.  I always read the same version of Twas the Night Before Christmas, by Clement C Moore.  And then we put them to bed.

Well, this year, they have been in anticipation for days leading up to it, and they have found the book and had it out so we don’t have to go hunting for it on Christmas Eve.  But I realized this year that we have 3 little readers in the house now.  And they have been asking for a few years if they can read the book.  I’ve been stubborn and said no.  But this year, I’ve had a change of heart.  And so we took turns …