Christmas Eve is the most magical, wonder-filled night of the year. We always went to Midnight Mass on Christmas Eve. Back in the day, we had to fast before receiving holy communion so we were all starving by the time we returned home. After a snack we were allowed to open ONE present. With the tree surrounded with presents (I am one of ten children!) picking one was both exciting and difficult. We’d fall asleep by the tree, Christmas music in our ears, like a pile of puppies.