Christmas always arrives with a bang (gifts, sweets, cheer, and holiday prayers) and then quickly leaves us suffering from symptoms of straight-up withdrawal! And with children, it’s even more pronounced. “Every day should be like Christmas,” a little tyke imagines, leading to his demands of even more presents and more sugar– or else! Chaos inevitably erupts in the house and kid naughty summarily takes out kid nice in the first round. By New Year’s Day, parents are fed-up, broke, and ready for a break from the spoiled sugar addicts.
“Out with the old and in with the new” is the New Year’s motto. However, for youngsters, the “new” doesn’t mean “new toys” and “new treats.” Instead, January comes down like Thor’s hammer on the ungrateful young urchins. School reconvenes and reality sets in.
It was in January, the month after Christmas, that I had the first of many “great awakenings” about how things really are. Continue reading T’WAS THE MONTH AFTER CHRISTMAS