As many will know, Jane’s mum lives with us, and my mum is staying over for a few days for Christmas, but in all honesty, would it have made any difference if Jane’s mum had gone over to mine for Christmas? Jane in particular has made every effort to include them. They both got a sackload of presents, and we’ve put out plenty of nibbles. Coffee is almost on tap and Jane came up with a fantastic roast turkey lunch on Christmas Day. We’ve got plenty of great movies on DVD, movies on Sky On Demand and lots of games that could be played. Sounds like the recipe for a great Christmas break.
Jane, the boys & I have tried to have a good time, but the two old people have – more or less – completely failed to engage with the boys (unless forced to by Matthew or Daniel – and to be fair my mum did work with Matthew on one of his sticker books) or with any of the festivities. As I write, our resident old person is sitting on the sofa looking miserable, and visiting old person is sitting with arms firmly crossed – talk about a defensive posture. The only time they have moved from the sofa is to go to the toilet. That’s from maybe 830am until 10pm. Yesterday Daniel and I went out to the football leaving Matthew with Jane. A perfect opportunity for the old people to pop out for a short walk as my mum was needing to the butcher. Jane suggested they go out, but was met with horrified looks. We’re due to go over to my mum’s next Wednesday (she is going home tomorrow, as it seems her church “friends” are more important than the boys and us – we know our place!) and I’ll guarantee that’s the only time resident old person will go out over the holidays. Its laughable that she has at least 3 coats hanging up on the coat pegs and obsesses about the weather (we get regular weather updates throughout the day.)
This morning was quite amusing. Daniel lay down on resident old person’s “spot” on the sofa. Incredibly, visiting OP asked Daniel to move so resident OP could sit down! Never mind there was plenty of room! It was a great example of how they are thinking only of themselves. Today, Daniel wanted to watch Smurfs 2, one of the DVDs they got for Christmas. Daniel held up the box to them, to show them what was going on TV. Cue requests for Wallace & Grommit, something Matthew won’t watch under any circumstances. Then other movies were requested despite Daniel telling them repeatedly that it was going to be Smurfs 2. Either they were ignoring him, not hearing him or just winding him up, options 2 & 3 combined being the most likely. Sadly, it will usually end up with Daniel in meltdown eventually, which results with OP tutting and huffing at how we are dealing with the mess they have created.
Any how, its kind of sad to think that were it just the four of us we’d enjoy Christmas even more. We get no suggestions what to do (like play a particular game for example.) I’m not counting watching TV, as once the boys go up, they watch what they like in any event. There’s no effort to engage in an activity that involves us all. Instead, they will conduct conversations (usually 2, as each aren’t interested what the other has to say and are just waiting for their chance to speak.) Its either about people I couldn’t care less about at the church, or never ending weather updates. Jane often wonders, “why bother” with them, but we’ll keep on making the effort in the hopes that the effort will finally pay off. So far this year, I can’t see it happening but we won’t give up just yet.