"God bless us, everyone."

So what is Christmas?
Well, Christmas is a lot of things.
Christmas is when the radio stations play the Christmas carols before Thanksgiving's even begun, and it drives you and your mom insane. 
It's when the weather starts to get cold. It's when exams are over and done with. 
It's when we're on break. 
It's when the only thing your younger brother is worried about is what song to play, and if Santa got his letter, and that nineteen hours until he can open presents is far, far too long.
It's the cheesy remakes of A Christmas Carol and It's a Wonderful Life that seem to be required for every TV series. It's when you're watching those, even though you know you don't like them, and you know what'll happen.
It's when your family piles up in the car, and you drive around just to look at the Christmas lights.
It's when your mom has flour and dough and icing everywhere from using her new mixer to make cookies.
It's "Let it snow, baby...Let it reindeer."
It's trying to get your little brother to understand the joke in the title of the aforementioned Christmas CD.
It's having the most amazing pajamas to sleep in on Christmas Eve, even when the pants remind you of MC Hammer. Not that you mind. The PJs are awesome.
It's when you go shopping, because you have to find a gift that means something, shows you pay attention. Something personal. Something you know for sure they'll like.
And then it's smiling because they really do love the present, and you know you chose well.
It's that moment when you have to realize that Jesus really is the reason for the season. And you know that the phrase sounds corny, but it's the best you can think of.