As Xmas day draws to a close, I realize it’s been a success. We made it. It was a very odd day by comparison with past years, but the girls are going to bed happy and content, and what else matters?
Whatever this year was like, next year will be better. And the next one will be better still.
It was an unusual day today.
No Xmas turkey, a tradition dating back to my childhood. I have always had turkey at Xmas, even when I lived in Australia and didn’t know we were having a roast rather than a salad given the outside temperatures.
Who gave what to who was a fluid arrangement. There were some big successes and some misfires but, again, it was our first year in this new paradigm and we survived it. No one had a major meltdown, we ate out (I discovered this is not an easy thing to do on Xmas Day), and the girls and I watched a movie together in the evening while I caught up on some e-mails and text messages.
The movie was called Swing Vote and I won’t reveal the plot except to say the characters involved a dad who was a bit of a slob with a daughter who was very clever. Every so often, the girl would be frustrated with her dad and give him a ‘look’. Sometimes I would pause the movie and tell the girls that I’ve seen that same look on their faces but I’m not the slob this movie dad is. They argued I was. Sometimes. Hrrmmpph!