Somehow it always works out. Christmas is stressful, we don't take enough family pictures, we eat too much ham and pie and candy, the youngest in the family has at least one meltdown and we become groggy, irritable and lethargic at least once during the evening. We're not the kind of family that posts gushing Facebook updates about "best Christmas ever" or sends out those perfect family picture greeting cards. We don't mock you if you are. In fact, you are the impossible ideal and we have been forced to adopt a policy of admiration from afar. No, perfection is not achieveable in this life and we aren't trying anymore. But we still have pretty nice Christmases and they don't last long enough.
homemade eggnog, sampled some of Daniel's plum wine, and I think she won all the games of cribbage she played.
Today was a nice lazy day. I celebrated my 1 year anniversary of using Duolingo by finishing my German "tree", and Steve and I took a 2 mile walk, and Daniel is catching up on the last few episodes of an entire missed season of Doctor Who (with the girls' help) so that maybe tomorrow we can watch the Christmas special. I am trying not to eat all my chocolate, and there will be our traditional Ham Pasta dish for dinner, and there are still a few slices of the Chocolate Bourbon Pecan Pie that I didn't make for Thanksgiving. Soon enough we will start the after-Christmas shopping trips to buy clothes, and the kids will choose their annual "date with Dad." And soon after that school will start up again and we will need to plan the Last Noel.