I realized at dinner yesterday that this year I have not seen ONE cartoon Christmas special.
I also realized that this year I woke up at 9 am Christmas day and had started breakfast
before the rest of the household woke up.
I realized that this was the end of an era and the beginning of a new one.
The three girls who we have tried so hard to keep on an even keel
and take care of
and coax
and cajole
through yet another move are now
beautiful, intelligent,
and sassy women.
They were an absolute pleasure to eat out with
(they teach me about sushi--Valerie doesn't allow us to order tuna)
and delightful at Christmas dinner.
