So here are the two (electronic) Christmas cards I sent out this year:
…I do realize that these make me look like a horrible mother. I can explain!
1) First of all, there was nothing in the cup. Calm down. 🙂 A dear friend of ours has a birthday close to Christmas, and every year he has a joint Christmas/birthday party to celebrate. Now, in years past, this has generally ended in drunken debauchery and shenanigans. However. This year, the party crowd was a little smaller due to some recent drama, and by some odd coincidence, many of us had recently spawned. So instead of a party where we drink too much rum and make poor decisions, it became a party where we all sat around and showed off/talked about our offspring. (And gave them plastic cups to play with because they MAKE NOISE! And it is AWESOME!) Whatevs, a good time was had by all. Maybe this whole “being a grownup” thing isn’t so terrible after all.
2) …ok, no, I really have no excuse for letting my infant daughter french a puppy. I do want to point out, though, that it was less my choice and more the vagaries of fate and love. See, Su and Oliver (the puppy) were born on the same day, and ever since they first met, well… they had a bond. So my brother brought the puppy to Christmas. They locked eyes across the room. A look of sublime joy spread across both faces. Movie music swelled. They strained towards each other, the baby fighting my grasp, Oliver fighting my brother’s. Finally, bending to forces too great for us to control, we brought the two together, and the result… well, you see it.
It… it was beautiful. *sniff*