Rediscovering Christmas without screens

Every Who down in Whoville had tablets galore, and smartphones and headphones and gadgets and more. But the Christmas I knew, in my growing-up days, Was a season of magic in far simpler ways.

No dinging devices, no faces aglow from the light of a screen, stealing the show. Instead, there were voices, warm and sincere, Sharing stories and laughter at this time of year.

We gathered together—a family, one whole — To watch stop-motion classics that captured the soul. “Rudolph the Red-Nosed Reindeer” would play, And “Frosty the Snowman” would brighten the day.

Advent candles were lit, one by one, m...