Beware: Exploding daughter!
So, you know, it’s a quiet holidays – we’re going over to my wife’s sister for the “big meal” and I spent Christmas Eve teasing my daughter about whether Santa Claus would come and whether/when we’d let her open her presents. It sounds cruel but, honestly, she’s vibrating at such a high frequency of excitement over the arrival of the other big fat guy that I’m not sure she noticed. Thankfully the big day is finally here, another 24 hours of delayed present opening and I’m convinced she’d explode.
This has been a remarkably stress free Christmas so far (for me, at least, can’t say the same for my wife), I did my shopping unreasonably early and (thanks to the t’internet) without having to rub shoulders with another human being, and so I’m feeling an unusual sense of deep contentment. I am, in an astonishing number of ways, a lucky man.
I hope everyone out there has a happy, peaceful (well, if not peaceful then at least non-violent) and harmonious Christmas and that the new year bringsĀ you everything you need (and that somewhat approximates to giving you everything you want).
“And so, as Tiny Tim observed, God Bless Us, Every One!”
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