Christmas night in Two Rivers. Or, as I can now say, one week until I leave for India.
The trip across Wisconsin wasn’t the easiest. Mathias flipped out around Abbotsford, making the next half hour a bit of an ordeal. We retired for the night in Wausau, and yesterday woke to six fresh inches of snow. After visiting Lisa’s grandmother–we timed our visit nicely to coincide with her hair appointment–we headed to Two Rivers at highway speeds ranging from 25 to 60mph. Mathias at least handled the daytime travel well, though. We saw 17 cars in the ditch between Wausau and Two Rivers, slightly less than the number of times Mathias looked at our Saturn’s speedometer, pointed and yelled “clock!”
Christmas at my parent’s place was the typical: Good food, plenty of doting on the toddler, gift exchanges, discussion about different digestional problems, etc. My uncle Pat didn’t make it down from Green Bay for dinner like he usually does for Thanksgiving and Christmas–that meant none of the traditional arguing about unions–but Christmas brunch today was still good. (There was a bit of controversy over my mom’s new stuffing recipe, though.) Later on we Lisa, Mathias and I visited Ben, Beth and family, which of course was the first time during the day Mathias decided to take a nap.
The big question for tomorrow is whether Mathias will nap… Or hold anything remotely close to a schedule. He wouldn’t go down for a nap today–he appears frightened of the downstairs bedroom at my parents’, and an attempt at putting him down in my mom’s room didn’t go well, either–and we pretty much lost the entire afternoon as a result. What we do or do not do tomorrow will likely hinge on how he decides he’s going to handle his day. Ah, parenthood.
Well, it’s almost midnight, and the obsessive-compulsive part of my personality is starting to kick in. If I want this to be a legitimate Christmas entry, I need to post it NOW.
So, with that, Merry Christmas to you and yours. (Or happy holidays, if, like me, you’re into Christmas but not, you know, into Christmas.) More later.