Welcome back readers!
Sorry for the long delay between posts but it was difficult to get one in with all the holidays. And on that note, I hope everyone had a great holiday season full of laughs, good food, and those lingering thoughts of, “Who invited Uncle Joe?” followed by “Am I being punished for something?” (Do not think too hard about this. EVERY family has THAT relative. Sometimes, even two of them. And if you are thinking too hard, I’m sorry to say it might be you). But all joking aside, I bring this up for a reason. A big part of the season is spending time with family, Uncle Joes and all.
We spent Christmas Eve at my parent’s house, with mostly members of my side of the family in attendance. It was nice to be there and not in the sleep-deprived-new-parenthood state of a year before (we were in that sleep-deprived-year-long-parenthood state, which is just a notch below). Our son, however? He was the life of the party, with his attention-grabbing antics. Seeing how he interacted with everyone with his goofy laughs and myriad of silly faces (see below) was one of the best parts of the night.
A week later, we made the long trek to Jacksonville to visit my wife’s extended family for the New Year. This was an important trip for two reasons: 1.) Our baby boy has never been on such a long trip before, so we weren’t sure how he would handle the drive (He actually did great, as he drove half the trip! I didn’t even have to get behind the wheel! I’m kidding of course, so you can stop dialing DCF) and 2.) A few of my wife’s relatives had yet to meet him and we knew they were excited. He did so well on every aspect of the trip, from the driving to playing with numerous new faces. And once again, he stole hearts. And I’m sure my wife’s grandmother has her own special place in his heart, as she shared a couple of deserts with him (The way to THAT infant’s heart is through his Buddha Belly):
You know, spending all this time with family makes you appreciate these special moments. Sure they may drive you mad other times of the year, but that makes the holidays that much better. It’s a moment in time where you can just enjoy being around each other (except for you, Joe) and forget all the other crap from the rest of the year. And luckily, it ends with a blank slate represented by a brand new calendar. Which can be used as preparation for all the craziness to begin again. So, I raise the proverbial glass to anyone reading this, in a belated toast to the New Year. And if you already had to deal with insanity right after January 1st, then I hope that glass is filled with something stronger than champagne.
-Until next time.