It’s Memorial Day here in the States. I was reminded by a veteran on Friday not to say “Happy Memorial Day,” and I suppose it makes sense not to celebrate the holiday in those terms (similarly it makes sense not to only celebrate it by buying a large appliance or new car, but I digress). Here today it’s rainy, chilly, and a bit dark – befitting the holiday, it seems.
But it is with thanks and gratitude that we remember those whom this holiday commemorates. I tried telling Toddler what the meaning of Memorial Day is, but I’m not sure she understood. Even with my analogy of the Blue Meanies attacking Pepperland, the ideas of death and war are still abstract to her.
We’ll try again next year.
There’s one thing my kids do seem to accomplish very well on a holiday, however. It seems every day we have a day off, they’re experts at waking up during the night and rising well before they normally do.
“Wake up, mom and dad!!! There’s SO MUCH we can do today! Let’s start NOW!”
Why do our kids have a sixth sense when it comes to waking up when they shouldn’t? We should all have had a leisurely lie-in this morning, but instead I was up at 6:11 to Toddler saying through the monitor, “Mom, I have to go PEEEEE!”
(Better than a wet bed after five minutes of snoozing, I know.)
This was after Toddler woke up in the middle of the night – I don’t even know when – and Baby awoke twice at 12:30 and 1am, which is rare for her lately.
Needless to say, I’m pretty sure I’ll be celebrating this holiday with extra coffee … as I did on Easter … and Christmas … and Thanksgiving ….
I hope you and yours have a pleasant, rest-filled holiday!