It was the night before Christmas... I mean, morning. Hehe...

I'm Katherine and as I was saying, it is the morning before Christmas.

I had just woken up from a wonderful dream. It was about a land where they were a lot of mountains and...

You probably don't want to hear about the dream right now. It's ok. Maybe I could tell you about it near the end of the book. I still have to continue this story, right?

I'm going to show you what is happening the morning before Christmas. For the Carters, I mean. They're my family.

This is my family. I'll tell you their names later. All of them are getting ready for Christmas on Christmas Eve and I'll show you what they're doing.

The first person that we're going to see first will be my brother Leo.

There's his bedroom door right now. I like the wreath decoration.

Hi Leo.. I mean Super Leo.

I'm glad that you finally remembered to call me by my 'super' name.

During these past few days, he's been acting like a superhero who saves Christmas Eve. He does this every time time a holiday is near. He even does this on Valentines Day. 

I just wanted to know what you were doing for Christmas.

Anyway, why are you here again?

Then follow me!

Ok!

I'm thinking that my brother will show me an animation Christmas video that he made. He always does that every year and the whole family always watches it. It's pretty good. The main idea of each episode is always different and can you believe that my family only gets to see a new video once a year?

I'm going to make the finishing touches today. To give you some details about the plot, it deals with a Christmas cookie baking mess.

I told ya. These things that my family does each year for Christmas are now traditions. I know every single one of them from the back of my hand. You could say that I'm psychic.

Can I get a sneak peek?

You know the answer.

Ok, thanks. Bye!

His rules are that once his video is finished, we all watch it on Christmas Day together as a family. It's time to go to my sister's room.

There's my sister's door. I like how she used those candy canes to make hearts for her door decoration.

Hi Kylie. Is your cat going to try and eat your bird friend again?

No, and next time you come to my room, don't start a conversation with that question again. That was rude.

Sorry!

I know, I know. That was rude, but don't get me wrong. Kylie loves cats and birds and even she knows that they don't mix. The cat always likes to eat the bird and her cat has been trying to do that ever since Kylie convinced our parents to let her keep both the cat and the bird. Luckily, the cat learned her lesson and stopped trying to do it.

Anyway, why are you here again?

I want to see what you were doing for Christmas.

Then follow me.

If I know my sister, I think she'll be doing something for other kids. Like, donating toys. 

This is the box filled with the toys that I'm going to give to other kids. I've spent weeks collecting toys and I was careful not to put any of my favorite toys in it.

Oh, ok. That's cool.

I knew it. It's like I'm psychic or something.

None of your business. Get out of here.

What's in that wrapped up present?

Ok, bye!

I think I know what's in that box. The same thing could happen again. This will explain how she got a cat and a bird.

We're heading to our living room right now. I think someone's going to be in there.

Huh. No one's here. I thought we were going to see my dad on the couch or my mom watching...  One of them must be at the kitchen.

Hi mom. What're are you doing for Christmas again?

You forgot? I thought you would remember since you're a kid and you would be all over it since you would see me with this bowl.

I still remember, I'm just showing you guys. Do you know what she's doing? As she said, you would be all over it with that bowl as a hint. She's making...

I'm making cookies. For Santa and the family. Don't tell your sister, but I got pink icing for the first time and not mixing red and white.

*Yawn* So predictable.

Can I help you with taste testing the cookies?

Katherine, get out of my kitchen.

And I'm out of here. Bye mom!

My mom's rules are like the same thing as brother's. We don't eat the cookies until Christmas and truthfully, I think it's not fair that Santa gets to eat the cookies first.

We're back in the hallway and now we're continuing our Christmas Tradition Journey to where my dad is at. I think he's at his bedroom.