Post-holidays

Nothing deeply philisophical in this post. I'm just feeling especially satisfied today with life. That's nice. All that stuff I've heard over the years about choosing to be happy is slowly starting to make sense.

We had a good Christmas. We need an extra wing on our house for all the new toys, but no matter. I appreciated Christmas for what it is, no huge expectations, but treating it like a special day, and I wasn't disappointed.

We had fun with the kids over Sunday and Monday. Rob shovelled the snow into a huge hill in the back yard. By hand. I both love him for it and think he was crazy to do it. It's taller than he is. The kids go down it by sled and end up hitting the house. FYI - the sled that goes the furthest is the utility sled, designed for doing stuff like hauling wood.

Taryn turned 7. Conor's talking is becoming conversation - it is so cool. Ashlin is in a time of strong attachment behaviours, and I can welcome that.

Work is okay. I'm getting the hang of supervision, the balance of looking to myself to create an environment that serves staff and clients well while at the same time, and this is important, realizing that others have their crap and they've got to deal with it. I'm not going to own someone else's issues. And that is a growing point.