Good morning world.
Maximus Handsomius here from my forever home, in Cape Breton Island, Nova Scotia, Canada.
A lllllong time ago, when the Big Guy was a Little Guy. They used to go to Midnight Mass.
This was church service that was actually started at Midnight. The Little Guy would have to go to bed around 7 in the evening and would be woken up around 10:30 or so. He would get dressed in his best Sunday clothes.
Around 11:15, they would be going to get in the car to go to church. But then the Little Guy's Mum would exclaim how she needed to go to the bathroom, RIGH NOW!
So the Little Guy and his father would go to the car to get it ready.
The Little Guy's father would scrape the windshield to get the frost off the windows, while the Little Guy was in the back seat.
Eventually they would go to Mass and would attend the service.
Somewhere around 1 in the morning. They would get home.
BUT... What is this?
Someone was visiting!
They left all sorts of presents.
Well, it was Santa that had been there while they had gone to Midnight Mass.
The Little Guy had to get changed out of his Sunday Best and into his PJ's.
Then they would open their presents.
The next day, around 7 in the morning. The Little Guy would get up and quietly play with his new toys.
It was such a magical time in his life.
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