On Christmas morning every year, I run into Mum and Dads bedroom with my brown stocking, filled to the top too heavy for me to carry across the landing. After opening my presents upstairs we come downstairs and open the presents but they’re big presents. After that we go to my Grandma and Grandads house to have the best roast dinner in the world. We always see my aunties, uncles and my cousins. When we come home and its dark so we turn the lights on we also put the fire on and its all snuggy and thats my Christmas.
I like my Christmas roast dinner too
Mrs Hirons