Kevin, you presumptuous bastard: Some of the people carrying the most gear didn't have kids with him.

You arrive early so that the mites can see the jolly fellow; you stand for hours in the same place with nothing to do; you get cold; you get tired; you get whiny and cranky; and so do the kids.

Gee. When you describe it that way, I can't imagine why anyone wouldn't want to do it! :)

But the lady on the stairs, just push her out of the way.

Thanks, Kevin. You always give the best advice!