What's your favorite childhood memory?

Thinking back to 25 years ago, I have to admit that my absolute favorite memory as a child is that feeling I'd get heading off to bed on Christmas Eve.  While most families celebrate Christmas Eve with loved ones-creating an extension on the holiday, my family was different.  I am one of three children, with my brother and sister being 9 and 10 years older than me.  My parents (don't know how they got away with it) always reserved Christmas Eve for them.  They'd let us pick out the latest and greatest movie to rent from the local video store and let us eat our dinner away from the dining table, snacking on sweets of our choice while they'd have their romantic evening just the two of them.  Once we were all in bed and asleep, they'd exchange gifts as well.  Despite the fact that I never understood what other families did on Christmas Eve until I went off to college, I never felt slighted.  You're probably asking, "Really?  That's so sad!"  Christmas Eve, believe it or not, was my favorite childhood memory year after year.  It all centered around that moment I would snuggle up in bed after my dad would read the well-loved, tattered copy of  The Night Before Christmas.  That feeling of anticipation of what was to come when I'd wake up before daylight Christmas morning.  It really was the scene from the story where "children were all snuggled in bed while visions of sugar-plums danced in their heads".  As an adult with 3 young children, I still get that magical feeling every Christmas Eve as I head to bed.