I hope I'm not still on Santa's naughty list. My younger brother and I were very close. One December he told me where the Christmas gifts were hidden. I followed him to the hiding place and we both peeked at our gifts. Then we heard our mother coming and he quickly jumped out the window. I wasn't fast enough. Mother didn't punish me, but since we barely received any gifts, it wasn't much fun to not be surprised on Christmas Eve. However, the memory of our little escapade still makes me chuckle.
