We meant to take the tree down yesterday, which was the 12th day after Christmas. However, Emma and Barb came over yesterday (before Emma heads back to Ontario) so I didn't want to host in the middle of chaos. Once I had the tree out of the house, I left Margaret the unenviable task of wrapping ornaments and boxing them up and I visited dad for a while. He was alone in the TV room with a Youtube channel on, playing rap music videos which intercut the singer with pit fighting. Who thought that this is was 80 year-olds would want to watch? I finally found the right remote and put on a John Wayne movie. Ideology isn't any better, but at least it had horses.