My Mom was Orthodox and my Dad was Byzantine Catholic so growing up we celebrated Christmas twice. We had our primary celebration on December 25th, but on January 7th, we went to my maternal grandparents home and celebrated again with my Mom's family. I got presents twice. It was a magical time for me. Maybe that's why I leave my Christmas tree up until February. I'm sitting here, next to a 10 foot, beautifully decorated, Colorado Blue Spuce, with a mug of egg nog, and the joy of Christmas is all around me. Merry Christmas to all!