We go to a special mass that starts with a parade of children who bring in poinsettia plants - they follow the biggest kid, who puts Jesus into the manger on the altar. If we get there early enough, my kids are asked to be in the procession, and I cry as I watch them. It's always the same song they walk in with, and you'd think the predictability of the experience would keep me grounded. But it is incredibly moving to me!

We also track santa on that website periodically during the day - that's fun for my oldest!