My favorite childhood memories of Christmas were in Seattle. We'd sit in front of our Christmas tree unwrapping the what seemed like thousands of presents for each of us. My mom and dad taking pictures as they see the smile on our face for each hand wrapped present we received. Later in life it became the whole time throughout November when the choir would spend countless hours of practice to perfect the new songs for the Christmas program. It was excruciating to stand there and re-sing a song over and over but I wouldn't trade that because of the thousands of memories that were created with my family and friends.