I went home on Monday and took a small break from blogging to help my parents do stuff around the house. This mainly entailed The Dragging of the Greens, a glorious and honorable ritual of excessive Christmas decorating. Since my parents are in their mid-sixties, I decided they probably didn’t want to drag a dozen heavy totes down from the attic, down the stairs, and into the living room.
What followed was a flurry of motion, surprisingly from people under the age of 12 (and Dad) who would have rather finished their episode of The Simpsons. We got most of the Christmas decorations up in two hours. That’s record time for people with as many active genes for procrastination as we have. My sister and I even had time for the ceremonial dividing of colored candy canes to put on the tree. This has been a 25 (+/- a few) year tradition that keeps us from fighting over who gets to hang a given color. It’s still a problem and we’re both adults. I’m pretty sure this problem is going to stand the test of time.
So, all the holiday stuff is all finished, we babysat all four boys again today, and another dozen boxes full of books are in my car (headed for my local used book store). After all of that craziness, I’m ready to go back to the quiet of Raleigh. I’ll be driving early in order to fit in a run and fix lasagna in time for Mikey to come home.
Then I will lay down because I will need it.
Does your family live far away? What traditions do you keep with them?