Trying to be stoic, failing miserably.

Just some rather ho hum sock knitting went on today.  Nothing serious at all.  

I called one of my kids families this morning about Christmas.  Scott and Amy have two little ones who cannot be vaccinated yet and the way that Omicron is going around, and the speed at which caseloads are growing, well, I was feeling less and less comfortable about having Christmas with everyone all at once.

Amy was telling me that they were actually going to call today too.  For the same reason, plus Isaac woke this morning with a sore throat and so they have to go find tests for him before they feel good about any Christmasing at all.  It is also complicated by weather.  The window on the back of their vehicle imploded a few weeks ago, and they way supply lines are right now, the ten days for the window is now well into three weeks and Christmas makes it four.  Wouldn't be an issue if it was -4 C but the forecast is for beastly cold -27 C .  Would you drive an hour and twenty minutes with a baby in those conditions.  I wouldn't but then, I told her I wouldn't be keen on them coming if it was that cold anyway.  Owen is just too small to take the risks if there is trouble.

I had talked to the other family the day before, and he said if anyone there gets sick, they are staying home but that they would do what we needed  them to do.  So if they are healthy, they will come, but it will be a much smaller celebration than I had hoped for after last year.  

Still, I would rather they stay healthy and that will be enough.  These days, that counts for a lot.  But I am trying not to be too sad about the way it is coming down.  We will zoom or facetime, and that is a lot more than people have had before. 

Trying to be stoic, failing miserably.