Watching this video of Les Miles singing “Jingle Bells” makes us wonder what Christmas morning is like in the Miles household.
All we can picture is Leslie running down the stairs, pushing his kids out of the way to get to the presents the fastest. He makes sure to open the biggest one first, before anyone else, only to be disappointed that it’s not a remote control car (mind you, he wrapped this one himself). Leslie then pouts for a good 30 seconds before forgetting about it, and dives into another one. This time he looks for something small, something that packs a lot of punch. Turns out to be a book, not the copy of Call of Duty he wanted.
This same process boils on for a good while until his wife directs him to the kitchen to get some fudge. Leslie comes back, chocolate all over his face, sugar high kicking in, ready to go play outside.
Oh to be a fly on the wall.
[Thanks to College Spun for the merry hat tip]