A new tradition?
It all started with my lack of planning.
All I knew is that I (and the kids) would be heading to my parents house on the 21st, John would join us on the 22nd and we would all head home on the evening of the 24th in time to get a good nights sleep for Christmas morning.
What more does one need to plan?
Well, thankfully Christmas eve, we had the wisdom to think about breakfast Christmas morning. We were pretty much all out of food at home, so we found an open grocery store and got what we needed for french toast.
That's as far as my brain could go, thinking ahead is not something my brain understands.
Christmas day, lunch time rolled around, the kids were getting hungry, and we realized we didn't really have much to feed them. We managed to get through lunch with peanut butter and honey sandwiches (the kids favorite food ever), but we didn't know what on earth we were going to do for dinner. We figured that there had to be at least one restaurant open, so we packed into the car and started driving. We were thrilled to see our favorite Japanese restaurant open and quickly went in to watch the coy fish swimming in the pond before getting seated (seriously, you can't get seated without letting the kids watch the fish for a good 5 minutes).
It was quiet, fun, and something different.
John and I tend to like things being a little different.
We decided to try to keep this up as our unique Christmas tradition.
All I knew is that I (and the kids) would be heading to my parents house on the 21st, John would join us on the 22nd and we would all head home on the evening of the 24th in time to get a good nights sleep for Christmas morning.
What more does one need to plan?
Well, thankfully Christmas eve, we had the wisdom to think about breakfast Christmas morning. We were pretty much all out of food at home, so we found an open grocery store and got what we needed for french toast.
That's as far as my brain could go, thinking ahead is not something my brain understands.
Christmas day, lunch time rolled around, the kids were getting hungry, and we realized we didn't really have much to feed them. We managed to get through lunch with peanut butter and honey sandwiches (the kids favorite food ever), but we didn't know what on earth we were going to do for dinner. We figured that there had to be at least one restaurant open, so we packed into the car and started driving. We were thrilled to see our favorite Japanese restaurant open and quickly went in to watch the coy fish swimming in the pond before getting seated (seriously, you can't get seated without letting the kids watch the fish for a good 5 minutes).
It was quiet, fun, and something different.
John and I tend to like things being a little different.
We decided to try to keep this up as our unique Christmas tradition.
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