Christmas is like childbirth

After Santa came this year, and after I did a preliminary clean-up, and as I looked at all of the projects that needed managing, but for which I hadn't the time, because I was managing small children: I texted my mother-in-law:

"Considering skipping Christmas next year. lol"

She texted back. "Awww. I get it. Big time. But it's like childbirth, I always forgot by the next year! Such a great Christmas you put together, Rebecca. You need a long winter's nap. Xo."

So nice when empathy comes your way. And from someone who has been-there, done-that, many times over!

Look at Santa's face.