We had a slightly quieter Christmas day this year, with just BiL, MiL and FiL over for the day.
FiL has Alzheimers, and in all likelihood this was the last Christmas day he’ll be able to remember the kids’ names, its heartbreaking to watch him ask for directions every time he needs the toilet. MiL has a knack for relaying the most mundane knitting-related anecdotes in pitiless detail, resuming from exactly where she left off given any interruption, but she’s lovely and has a tough time looking after her husband as she won’t accept any help.
My youngest has been singing Away in a Manger all the time since his school Christmas show, so BiL and I worked out the chords for it and we had a family sing-song after dinner. As soon as we started, FiL – who’d been dozing on the sofa for a while – came to and sang along with the kids, remembering all the words as he sang. It was beautiful.