COVID once again inserted itself into our Christmas plans, but we had a fun, family time in spite of it. We celebrated at home on Christmas Eve with four of our five adult children, and four of our five grandkids, opening two gifts and sharing a meal, until we could all be assembled on Dec. 29.
On Wednesday, with everyone in town, some of us met for lunch. It is always a joy to be with all the kids, seeing how they are becoming such amazing people and seeing the fun of just being siblings together again. After lunch, we decided to pack the presents at our home and take them to our daughters so we could just enjoy the time and not have to load up and drive again. As that was happening, one of our sons called to say he was exposed to COVID-19 by a co-worker, who tested positive when she went to the dentist that day. Of course, our son also tested positive, which cascaded into all of us at lunch or who had spent time with him the past few days getting tested.
That afternoon some tested and the rest of us went on Thursday morning — we all tested negative.
Wednesday evening, we decided to social distance outside, wear masks, and brought all the gifts onto the front porch. The kids passed them out, so everyone had gifts on the hood of their car or around a chair in the yard. We opened gifts and, at times, shouted ‘Thank you’s’ across to the giver. But we managed to enjoy the experience because it was better than the past year or two of not getting to even see each other.
It was terrible not having the missing son with us, and we dropped off his gifts that evening. Fortunately, he isn’t experiencing much more than symptoms of a cold.
It wasn’t ideal, but it is a memory we’ll remember of the weird COVID Christmas outside. At least the weather was good.
The next day, Thursday, Dec. 30, our twin grands turned 16, and having all been tested, we resumed our indoor celebration. We also all went on a scavenger hunt which found a car. The girls were thrilled and surprised, as they’d been told for years they would have to work and save for a car. The hunt resumed and, eventually, down the hill to a second car. I thought they might cry in surprise and shock and happiness. Lilli and Madi are good students, smart, critical thinkers, and kind people, but typical teens, too, so I was happy their parents rewarded them with the cars. Seeing their faces when they saw the cars was priceless.
They were so happy that when little brother asked if they would take him to McDonalds some time, the answer was an affirmative, “if you use your own money,” rather than some form of “no way.”
While we ate dinner, some of us recalled getting our first car. Do you remember yours?