10 days triathlon

So ever since my daughter was born the holiday season has become a triathlon of celebrations because not only is there Christmas and New Year's Eve, there's my daughter's birthday which is on New Year's day.

At the end of every year I eat and drink a week's worth of food and liquids for Christmas, give myself a week to digest it all in order to prepare for more eating as I stay up late to ring in the new year only to get up early to meet the expectations of my smiling happy daughter full of expectations on her special day.

But that doesn't compare to this year when I went back to the states and celebrated a total of 9 times (8 of which where in the span of 10 days):

Dec 15th: Early Christmas in France
Dec 23rd: Parent's 41st wedding anniversary lunch (after having landed the day before)
Dec 24th: Christmas Eve dinner
Dec 25th: Christmas dinner
Dec 28th: Niece's actual birthday lunch
Dec 30th: "Winter birthdays celebration" party
Dec 31st day: Paternal grandmother's death remembrance day lunch
Dec 31st night: New Year's eve dinner
Jan 1st: Celebration of daughter's actual birthday

I guess you would call that 10-Days-Triathlon of celebrations.

I'll take my normal triathlon of celebrations any day. 

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2019

all the, small things

So my mom loves all things small.  When once looking for a spoon for my kids my sister said "Doesn't mom have one she love small things".

"If there's a small thing store your mom is keeping it in business" once said my brother in law.  

So if only for this mere fact that my mom is incompatible with my husband, who is giant.

Take the other day when my husband put my son in a stroller my mother had lent us.  On the way to the car I heard him say "Is this stroller for kids?"

In order to reply "Duh, in what world do they make strollers for adults?" I turn to him and see what he actually means.

He's hunched over almost at a 90 degree angle in order to acess the handle which is probably around his crotch.  It might have been easier had he walked on his knees.

Haha.