It's nice to write the heartwarming scenes. And the humor is probably easier because of my family (and my) habit of never leaving the tender moment alone, as Billy Joel might say. We just can't be serious for that long. Probably too many eighties sitcoms.
Speaking of families and such things, Christmas went well, with no less than five families/friends/houses visited on the day itself. That's fine with me, it's part of the holiday. And I received a lot of great presents, and only one that I needed to return. (Nope, won't tell you what. It wasn't the giver's fault and it was easy enough to exchange, so I'll leave it vague like that.) In other years, because my reading tastes are so well known, I've had quite a few books to return. This year was pretty easy as far as that goes.
Hope your Christmas was just as special!