The Post-Holiday Funk

I've been in a bit of a funk recently. Post-holiday blahs and post holiday exhaustion make for a bad combination, I guess.

And things aren't much better for Liam these days. This was the first year he could really have a clue about Christmas, and he looked forward to seeing the "Flashy 'Nowman" (a light-up snowman) at the Target Christmas display, and the decorated trees at Agway and Home Depot. We were in Target a couple of day ago, and Liam chatted all the way there. "Come, Mommy, Baby might see Flashy 'Nowman!" Uuummmm. "Hey, sweetie, I think Flashy Snowman went back the North Pole with Santa and Rudolph."

Yup, you guessed it, there was great sadness upon the confirmation of Flashy 'Nowman's departure. Then, today, we went to Home Depot, and all the trees had been taken down. Liam stared at the gaping open spot that will soon showcase mowers. With a quivering lip, he whispered, "Come, Mommy...trees gone. Christmas trees gone. Where's Christmas?" And then, "Come back, Christmas. Mommy, help Christmas come back."

Just tugged at my heart, this conversation. Mommy's sad, too, kiddo, and if I could make Christmas come for you tomorrow, I would.