Sunday 25 December 2011: And there it was...
667/365: ... a little bit of Christmas had leaked out, waiting to be discovered on our walk.
What a weird little sight, huh? Someone had left two silver baubles in the trees in the middle of nowhere when we were out this afternoon. A strange little thought has flitted through my mind since that it's a sign from my Dad and Nick's cousin Christian. Okay, I'm sticking with that thought. We lit candles for both of them this morning and it was kinda hard to get going at first. Fortunately, after unwrapping their stocking presents, the children were busy playing and gave us just enough space... and then we were good to go.
It's been really lovely overall. The kids loved their presents - fortunately Father Christmas found a last minute remote control helicopter for Felix and a teddy for Maddy. They had a joint present of a 'swing car' which has kept them occupied. Oh, and they also had a pair of walkie talkies which they've played with lots too. Turns out Felix has the loudest, shoutiest voice in the world and he actually doesn't really need to use them. They've also used the newly acquired technology for going to the opposite ends of the house and saying the word 'poo' a lot. Quality.
Maddy made me a present this year. It was a poem called 'The Christmas Night'... as written...
the wind blew hard on a cold witers night
the wind wisld and it made a musicul sound.
The hous windows shuk and the wind giguld and shuk it harder and giguld more than ever!
he he he the wind wiseld
and was delited with wate he had done
My favourite present by a mile. :o))
Christmas lunch was yummy - am v.full and we didn't bother with a meal this evening other than picking at a couple of bits of left-over veg. Last-minute Christmas pud was also a hit - tasted properly Christmas Puddingy too (I sound surprised but I've never made one before so who knew?!!)... and I made a batch of mince-pies this morning. A walk this afternoon to help digest some of it... but I think we won't need to eat for a week at least!
Right now, we're getting the kids to bed. Felix has a walkie talkie, I have the other. The idea is that he gets himself ready, then gets up to bed and uses his walkie talkie to summon me for a story. We are now referring to this as 'The Plan' and feel the need to finish every sentence with the word 'Over'. Over.
PS HAPPY CHRISTMAS!!!!
PPS Over and out! :o)