After the holidays I like to sit by a cozy fire with a cup of tea and go through all my Christmas cards, basking in their messages of love and goodwill. Like this sweet card from my niece, entitled “How the Grinch Stole Our Christmas Sweaters.”
Christmas traditions speak of warmth and family togetherness. Our family likes to gather in the living room, where the children, dressed in white, tussle playfully over a giant lump of coal. Then Daddy says how great it is that Mommy can still fit into her wedding dress, and isn’t it about time for the kids to take their coal and go to bed? Yes. Family togetherness and fossil fuels–that’s what Christmas is all about.
Last evening I took some Christmas cookies over to our new neighbors, the Wallendas, who were putting the finishing touches on their Christmas tree. I was going to ask them if they were related to the famous trapeze artist family, The Flying Wallendas, but I think I already have my answer.
The kitchen is definitely the hub of our busy household. When I signed up for a foster child, I specifically asked for a countertop model, and young Telemundo is perfect. Yes. I like it when my wishes are granted.
As a vocabulary assignment Claudius was to find a word containing the letter X and explain it to his family. So, he hid all the remotes in the house and informed us that the only way we could get them back was to address him by his secret elf name, “Zentangle” for the whole month of December. I think the boy fully grasps the meaning of the word extortion.
My nephew Tofu always delights us with after dinner entertainment. This year he transformed my Thanksgiving centerpiece into a hat, stuck the turkey wishbone into it, and did a Yankee Doodle soft-shoe.
Everyone loves Mommy’s new designer “Smart Oven.” Not only will it sense her subdued Thanksgiving-tablescape-family-wardrobe color story and cook the turkey to just the right pastel doneness, it will also solve quadratic equations.