As a child, I had a great fondness for Epiphany, or, as we called it in my house, Three Kings Day. I grew up hearing how my grandmother did not receive presents on the 25th of December, but rather she and her siblings had to wait until January 6th to receive gifts tucked into their shoes, which were placed at the foot of their beds. It was also considered borderline heresy to take your tree down before that day, and so in my home, our tree stays up until Epiphany. As a parent, I have sought meaningful ways to discuss this day and season with ...