The Holidays....

They can be stressful, this year was not. It was just us for Christmas this year. This was the first year since being married we didn't have company. I thought I would hate it but I loved it. I never got dressed, wasn't stressed about dinner. Kids played with all their new gifts without fighting or whining. The house was a mess and I didn't care, it's still a mess.
The kids say they wished Grandma was here, only about 100 times. They'll have her here for a whole week next month so I don't feel guilty just proud. Proud that they didn't care her presents didn't arrive, just that she wasn't here. This is when I have a glimmer of hope I am doing something right and not completely messing up their childhood.
So the house is a mess, the tree is still up. I want the tree down now and the mess put away but I have no motivation to do any of it. Did you say leftover pie for breakfast? Yes, please.