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And it just keeps getting better...

We have a child who happens to be the oldest.  Who is a know it all and bossy and stubborn and emotional.  He hates losing and hates going last.  He is always right.  Don't get me wrong he is a pretty amazing kid but just like everybody else he has his weaknesses. 

The last three days I have seen only a little bit of that side of my child.  He has been compassionate and kind.  He has been respectful.  He has done his chores.  He hasn't talked back. 

These are the days I love.  When the kids all get along (mostly).  Where we have no where to be.  Where I can spend all day home with the kids.  It was fantastic.  We played board games and we played in the snow.  We played more board games and Legos.  We read books. We just breathed and the only thing missing was Lee. 

I had the expectation that today would be difficult.  The day after Christmas often is for children in general and sometimes adults.  You spend months to put on this "perfect" show for Christmas.  The decorations,  the clothes and the shopping. All comes down to one day that should be so magical.   Then the next day it all ends.  You have to go back to work and get back to normal. 

Tomorrow may not be so peaceful.  Tomorrow may be "normal" with taking Victoria shopping and cooking and life.  But today was great!

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