Tell me a fond family habit from your childhood.

I'll start. When I was young my old man worked trick shift. So when he was on 4 to 12 we didn't really get to see him much for two weeks. Maybe 15 minutes between us getting home and him leaving for work. Every now and then he would wake us up at 1am with a big bag of burgers and fries with milk shakes and watch a movie before we passed back out on the living room floor with fat bellies. We woke up like zombies the next day for school but for a little kid that was super exciting and novel.