Christmas eve.

A bitter sweet Christmas eve for me. The children were being collected by their Dad mid afternoon so it was the first time that I wouldn't put them to bed with the excitement of the night and next day to come.

We tried to do everything during the day that we would normally do at night, we had our cards, the first chocolate from the tree, new Christmas pj's and our bedtime Christmas story. The twins then put out a mince pie, carrots and a drink for Father Christmas. All to soon though he was here to collect them and they were gone.

Seems like only yesterday they hung their stockings for the first time.