Well, Vashti, all you can do is raise them.

Had been looking forward, for the past couple of months, to my children hosting Christmas Day at their new apartment as we had planned together at Thanksgiving. It is apparently not to be. My daughter and her boyfriend made other arrangements to spend Christmas Day with his family. When I questioned this, they acted surprised and said they guessed they could hurry home and try to get a turkey cooked in time for supper. Now I feel like an after thought that has to be squeezed into an already full day. Felt like an idiot but ended up crying myself to sleep. After the hard year Bruce and I have had, I thought I at least had this to look forward to. No word from my oldest on his part in this and my other son and his girlfriend basically had to be bribed to come home for more than a few hours. I just feel like ripping everything down and saying the hell with it.