I really enjoy a trip to Florida at the end of a long Minnesota winter. Today it is six months until we spend our first full day in Orlando next March. To honor this day, C was forced against his will to watch Peter Pan last night and this morning Tinkerbell left a trail of sparkly pom pons leading to a Disney video for C and a stuffed Mickey Mouse for Baby D. C is too old to care. Baby D is too young. It reminded me of my friend who remarked, after several years of frustrating Santa pictures, who’s this for? Is this for me? Is this for the kids? Clearly, the marking of this day was for me . . . and I think as long as we are all clear on this that’s okay.