When I was a kid, we would open presents Christmas morning, then help my mom meticulously put away ornaments in boxes while my dad took down the tree. It took an hour or two and then she vacuumed. Voila, no sign that Christmas ever happened. I hated it. I would have friends come over that afternoon to play, and they would ask, "Where is your tree?" I mean, it was still the 25th, so it was a valid question.
I like to wait until New Years Day (or later that week). DH would prefer that it never be put up in the first place. My argument this year is that his mom is flying in on the 30th for the marathon, and we're having a 2nd Christmas. I hope she does this every year! 4951