LG's catching on. At dinner last night she informed her family that we'd better be good or we won't get any presents. Santa Claus knows when we've been bad, so we'd better be good.
Not sure how this effectively mediates her behavior because she wasn't in the least cooperative when it came time to leave the house this morning. She's a very focused t.v. viewer and mornings are all about PBS Sprout.
In fact, leaving the house today was all about buying sleds and a trip to V.A.--the local sledding hill.
Again, LG's struggles remind me of my own. It's so hard to let go of the known when I can't yet envision what's next. And, as so often happens what's coming is so much better and richer and blessed.