I’m jet-lagged and Kev was still sick last night, so we asked the kids if they’d survive if we waited until around 11 to do stockings (rather than traditional crack o’dawn). Kavi said it’d be fine, and Anand laughed and said he’d probably be busy playing video games anyway, and wouldn’t even notice.
At 8 a.m., Anand was in my bedroom, loudly asking where his breakfast was. I forgot to plan for that.
But Kevin has now gotten up, and seems okay, and has gone down to make me tea, and Kavi has come bouncing in, and seems okay, and has brought me the tea, and I have tea, so just give me ten minutes, kids, and we can do stockings.
Maybe a Christmas nap will be in order shortly.