For the record, I am not one of those who opposes the increasing secularisation of the Christmas holiday. (Though, also for the record, I do oppose the increasing commercialisation of this time of year. The current incarnation of Santa Claus comes courtesy of Coca-Cola for, um, Christ's sake! There is something sad and scary about that. It should be more about the present than presents, you know?)
More than anything else, I enjoy the hectic propinquity of family over the few days that surround this one assigned as HeyZeus's birthday. Love 'em or leave 'em, they're family, and it's a pleasure when the opportunity to spend time together presents itself as something other than an obligation.
(Rather long post ahead. More due to an inundation of accompanying pictures than being overly garrulous. Though there is, lamentably, a smidge of that too. Feel free to scroll through and focus on the photos. They are, of course, mostly of the boy.)