When I was a child, there was more focus on the meaning of Christmas. I remember caroling at a nursing home and visiting homes of shut-ins. Church was also a part of the holiday. Of course, we were always anxious for Christmas morning! There were four of us so first one up would wake up the others.
I still enjoy Christmas, I enjoy giving. I have only one young grandchild, the others are grown but I still buy for them and we spend the day together. I feel blessed and lucky to have them all come over, I make a simple dinner, it's a good day.
I am not not sure which one was (is) most enjoyable but being older really broadens the perspective. It makes me appreciate the "gifts" I've been given in life--it's a feeling of contentment, different than childhood.