The Portuguese Dinner was fabulous and I am incredibly relieved. We ate a lot and drank a lot and went to bed at 2 a.m. Our eldest child woke up at 5:30 a.m. You can imagine how the rest of day went. The well rested children expected the sleep deprived parents to actually do things with them and to answer their endless questions. We were contestants in Parental Survivor. We were faced with a series of tasks like doubling random numbers to infinity, explaining why the word "Christmas" is spelled that way and trying to find small, but oh so special, toys in the house with only shoulder shrugs and misleading information to guide us. The only good part was that we didn't have to eat bugs. We won. We outlasted them. They are in bed and I am heading to bed myself.