No one, not Saudi Princes or Skull and Bones or the Daughters of the American Revolution, ranks as the most traditional among us; that distinction belongs to our kids, who if they organized into a guild or a club or a denomination would have more cherished rituals than the Mormon Church or Mardi Gras.
In our house, we're about to be reminded how strongly they feel about leaving out the correct cookies for Santa. Just as they feel strongly about the traditional sleepover the night before the last day of school. Or the cake on the dock on the last night...
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