Let me guess. He sat on the sofa in a sweatsuit, eating snacks and saying things like "Yeah, that's good. Just a little higher. No, no a bit more to the left." While you were hanging the baubles and garlands on the tree.
I love bread. I could live off a diet of bread, butter, and potatoes, if need be. One can never have too many recipes for bread, in my opinion.
On Christmas Day, we usually take a break from opening presents around 10:00, and make Quiche Lorraine and Monkey Bread for brunch. Then we resume the unwrapping of boxes and bags, the untying of ribbons and bows, etc.
A while back, there was a story about two Little Blue penguins that broke into a sushi truck in New Zealand...twice. They were attracted by the smell of fish, but Animal Control didn't relocate them far enough, the first time. They were hella cute.