I don't remember how old I was (old enough to recognize my father's eyes in the Święty Mikołaj costume and recognize his thick accent laughing Ho! Ho! Ho!) that one Christmas in the late 1980s when my siblings and I rocked out to a well choreographed dance to C&C Music Factory.  Me, the bossy older sister, dictated all the moves weeks beforehand and reminded them it had to be perfect for Wigilia. It was the night that Santa came to our house.

It was the best performance in the history of all Wigilias.

This is the year that we might finally get out shined.  Unless we start practicing our old dance routine as grown adults, tomorrow.  Because Jay, Lola and Fifi have written out an impressive repertoire of poems, songs and dances to entertain Mikołaj.  They all believe in him, understand our Polish traditions and have dedicated every ounce of energy they have into practicing for Wigilia.  The night we welcome Christmas.