The church would be standing room only. And mum would be all annoyed and go “tfft, why don’t they come the rest of the year”. And baby me would think “fucking fake Catholics”.
Also remembering the time my 9 year old brother got drunk on eggnog and shout-whispered “WOW I’M SO DRUNK” to me in church.
My mum is still judging you if you don’t go to church, btw.
Am Eastern Orthodox from my mom’s side (I’m not really a Christian + was never baptized) and I can’t relate sorry. We do cool shit like this sometimes when our Christmas rolls around on January 7th: