We had a nice long Thanksgiving break. The kids have been off since Wednesday, so it was a 5-day break for them. We were pretty busy – all-day Thanksgiving gathering at my cousin’s house, all-day excursion to COSI and another cousin’s house, all-day excursion to Impression 5 and my sister’s house. And this afternoon, we put up and decorated our Christmas tree.
I let Big Brother talk me into letting him watch a Christmas movie tonight. By the time it was over, it was 15 minutes past his bedtime. He finagled another 15 minutes out of me, saying he wanted to turn all the lights out and look at the tree. I agreed, and we lounged in front of the tree, admiring the ornaments and pointing out our favorites. (Tim was putting Little Sister to bed at this point.)
“What was the best part about Thanksgiving break?” I asked him. I figured he’d say either Thanksgiving day or COSI.
“Right now!” he said. “The only thing that would be better is if Dad came out and looked at it with us.” (And he did.)
It’s tough to argue with that, isn’t it?