"Happy Day After!" as my much missed maternal grandfather used to say while sipping his scotch and water before an open woodfire on the hearth (we enjoyed two working fireplaces at my grandparents' place).
It has been a peaceful, quiet few days here at Totleigh-in-theWold. Christmas Eve saw us attend a church service at the Episcopal church just down the road from us, and the Young Master did remarkably well through the the hour-plus "family" service at 5pm. He has never experienced a church service before, and given the challenges he faces day-to-day, we weren't sure how things would go. But well he did, and we came home to supper and reading Clement C. Moore's The Night Before Christmas before YMP, his teddy bear, and Miss Kitty went to bed so that Santa Claus could stop by in the middle of the night long after the three of us were sound asleep.
Christmas Day and today have been full of more than enough rich food, telephone calls to and from family, seasonal music, gifts, and enjoying each others' company. I hope for some time to myself to sit down and do a few hobby-related things, but thus far, Legos, assembly of several gifts the Young Master received, and other father-son activities have taken precedence. Here's to a Christmas Week that continues in a quiet, peaceful, and happy vein.