Our new family tradition was an amazing idea. The little monsters loved every second of it. They loved swimming on Christmas morning. My husband and I loved that we could stop and enjoy “our family time.” I loved that we had no expectations. I loved that I could enjoy watching my little monsters open there gifts and enjoy without having to go anywhere. We enjoyed that there was no rushing around anywhere. The little monsters loved that there didn’t have to get all dressed up. I loved that I didn’t have to play fake nice. I loved that I didn’t have to rush around anywhere. I know that the holiday season is about being with family but when did it become a game of playing fake nice and who’s kids are better or who spent the most money? I enjoy my family most of the time but I just wanted to enjoy my holiday with “my family” is that wrong? Why and when did family time become like having a job? My husband and I agreed that this will be something we do as a new tradition.