I Hate Bedtime
The worst thing about sharing a room with my youngest brother was having to share the same bedtime. My other brothers went to bed later than us in their own room. This really stung the most on Christmas Eve when we were all very excited and still had to go to bed early! It was torture lying in bed awake waiting for the morning. Then hearing my other brothers go to bed.
I'm sure Christmas eve was a torture for every child.
I'm sure Christmas eve was a torture for every child.