Everybody has traditions this time of year.
The day after Thanksgiving, Greg and I typically find a "marathon" on TV and curl up to watch. We don't really leave the house, we have pie for breakfast, graze on leftovers, and we truly enjoy a day off from everything.
Today was no exception, except in how many hours we spent with that marathon (only two straight while Will napped), and except that we left the house (to go to the park and grab lunch), and except that we ended with an ABC family movie, and a two-year-old curled up on my lap (a two-year-old who got to stay up way past his bedtime).
And while next year we won't have two hours straight to do anything, we certainly took the time to love every moment of today, and anticipate loving everything about next year, too.
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