On Christmas eve, we tried to read stories until the children were asleep. None of them fell asleep, but it was nice to read stories anyway. We read from a book of stories that my cousin Janene had put together and that she gave me a copy of at Thanksgiving. The stories were good and had me teary-eyed most of the time. It was fun to watch the bed that Nana was trying to rest on and see how it changed throughout the evening. People were constantly coming to and then leaving the air mattress.