Eve, eve

Yesterday, day 1 of the Christmas holidays, was phenomenally bad. The chidlers and I are all still under the viral cloud, that didn't help, we're all tired, that didn't help, they both seem to be having growth spurts, which doesn't help, and they're both dabbling in sibling rivalry big time. Yikes yesterday was bad.

Today? It was marginally better. I occupied them with necessary pre Christmas tasks. This disgruntled them some what, which didn't help, but at the end of the day at least I feel some practical aspects have been achieved even if Joy and Peace aren't exactly evident under this roof.