Christmas turned out better then I thought. I had bought my boys a new office chair each, without them asking, and it turned out they were going to ask me for one for next year, because they thought it too late to ask for for this year. Then they fought over who was going to ask. Cracked me up. Both chairs are put together and looking nicely at their desks. My youngest has banned his cat from the basement so that he can't get to the chairs.
It was a nice calm Christmas. Only damper was my dad's text messaging me to tell me he was sorry, again, for not being able to afford to buy gifts for anyone other then the younger kids. Mine are 15 and 17. I don't mind, my boys don't mind, but it is distressing that my dad felt the need to remind me. I know that his business is struggling. Heck, we are struggling. He's given my kids nice Christmas's in the past. It is time for the other little kids to enjoy.