For me, it’s never *quite* like Christmas, until I have seen “Christmas Eve on Sesame Street.”
PS: Worth noting that the “Gift of the Magi” story line involving Bert & Ernie KILLED me the first time that I saw it. I distinctly remember being inconsolable. Sitting on our fireplace ledge, blubbering to my mom. Trying to explain that it was soooooooooo moving that they had so sacrificed. Sensitive. Always.