The grandchildren spent the night Sunday, the night before Christmas Eve. As has been our tradition, Christmas Eve is spent here, Christmas Day is spent there, with her family. We were happy to maintain a semblance of normal, given that their parents have separated. No reason the children should be.
It was a busy, bustling, giggly sort of night. I could not have imagined two kids more excited to … go to bed! Tumbling and laughing, down they went. And the next morning? Oh my … were they ever revved up. We heard both older boys laughing at the sheer joy these little ones had just coming up the stairs, eager to get the day started. Even Frankie had a prance in his paws.
As I look back over the past few days, I am happy the parents tried to be civil, that the littlest ones were thrilled and cozy and loved and we, that we couldn’t help but be swept up in their joy.
“We worry about what a child will become tomorrow, yet we forget that he is someone today.” ~Stacia Tauscher
I hope your holiday festivities were joyous; the emjayandthem household has battled the flu bug (ugh!) but we are steadily and slowly recovering.
Have a great week my friends!