We just got back from a breakfast Christmas get together with the other side of my in-laws. I’m so lucky. Both sides of my in-laws are so nice and easy to get along with.

Afterwards, we stopped by my father-in-laws place of business and got to see an old friend. I thought the kiddo was gonna knock him over when she literally jumped into his arms to squeeze the life out of him.

The kiddo came home last night. She spent the first part of Christmas with her dad. I almost feel bad that we’re not celebrating until the 31st, but she doesn’t seem overly anxious. Overtly, anyway.