Christmas traditions rage throughout December.  Ugly sweaters are worn.  Cookies are eaten. Elves hide.  Pinterest has only fed the banquet of traditions.  It’s all too much for a procrastinating parent, like me.  There’s been many an early morning I’ve shot violently from my bed, after hearing my youngest using the hall bathroom.  I’ve tripped over my feet, stepped on the dog, and staggered haphazardly to reposition a stuffed animal.  All before the toilet flushes.   I’ve wrapped and rewrapped presents, assuring that “SANTA” wrapped his presents in a different paper than mom and dad’s presents.  Hurry to this breakfast.  Coat up for that parade.  Bake those specific cookies at this…