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Remember New Year's Eve? A few night's ago? That would be the night when I was ready to go to bed by 10 but Henry was determined to make it to midnight and really experience what it's like to start the new year off with a bang. How did he manage to stay awake that whole time? Why, by talking, of course! Non-stop. It was partly my fault. At 9PM we watched the movie "Deck the Halls" which is about a guy who decorates the heck out of his house with lights, and the neighbor who can't stand him. It's a cute movie. Knowing Henry's love of outdoor holiday illumination I thought he'd get a kick out of it. To say he was inspired would be putting it mildly. Once the movie was over, he talked until 11:30 about what we should do with our house and what music we should synchronize the lights to, etc. etc, ad infinitum until we finally told him he needed to rest his voice because he'd talked himself into coughing fits. Half an hour later we rang in the New Year, hustled Henry off to bed, and then went to sleep ourselves.

The next morning Henry was up around 7, thus proving that staying up late does not a late morning guarantee.

Yesterday morning, however, Henry slept until 9:30, and he would have gone longer if I hadn't stuck my head in his room to make sure he was still alive. I took a nice leisurely shower, got down the Christmas boxes, cleaned up a bit, got Holly out of bed, we had a nice, quiet breakfast, and played for a bit, all before Henry even cracked an eyelid. Too bad Dave had to get up at 5AM for a day trip to Ohio. He would've really enjoyed the morning, too.

Henry and I took down most of the Christmas decorations during Holly's morning nap yesterday. I was stuffing the last string of garland back into its tube when I happened to notice Henry watching most dejectedly. I asked him if he was sad the holidays were over and he nodded his head glumly. I have to say, I'm sad they're over, too, but I'm looking forward to seeing what's coming in the new year, just the same.