Christmas Night
Well here I am on Christmas Night, having a cup of peppermint tea before I go off to bed. I am fairly exhausted, although really I have no excuse to be as I have had a fairly relaxing day. The children are (finally!) in bed. Even with no sleep at all today, they held out (despite my best efforts) until about 20 minutes ago. Isabelle just suddenly asked to go to bed, and Aidan asked for his cot. Out like lights in less than five minutes! (Just for some context, this is after a couple of hours of me lying on the couch groaning "aren't you tired?", lots of jumping around, feeding and watching all of Aidan's new Maisie dvd to help them wind down. I almost fell asleep myself while the telly was on, but was wrenched back into wakefulness by an Aidan body slam).
Brendon is out at his Auntie's house having Christmas tea. We were all to go, but time had got on and I was fairly exhausted, so we decided that it would be soup and bread for the rest of us and an early night (hahaha!).
As for the day itself...
Started later than usual, which was nice. Aidan had trouble getting to sleep last night. I think he was waiting to see the reindeer (even though we had explained that Father Christmas never comes while children are awake!). We opened presents together. Aidan was absolutely delighted in his Thomas the Tank Engine, which Father Christmas had ably delivered. For a while he wasn't interested in anything else! Isabelle took quiet satisfaction in her gifts, not saying too much but hoarding them away in her room to be looked at in detail, alone and unmolested by small boys. Grandad Riches arrived around 7.30. The children were thrilled with his well-chosen gifts. After a traditional breakfast (ham and tomatoes - no ham for me...) and farewelling Grandad, we started preparations for lunch. Brendon did the lion's share of the work (main course) while I fluffed around with dessert, cake cutting, table setting, bread making, used wrapping paper collection and the like. Uncle Shayne and Nana Pam arrived for lunch. We had first course, then presents, then dessert, then coffees.
The afternoon sped by in many ways. I like a relaxed Christmas dinner, and we were able to take our time and let each course get partly digested before attempting the next round. Absolutely delicious chicken (teamed well with our french-style bread) and home-made Christmas pudding (courtesy of Nana Pam) were my food-related highlights.
As for presents - well, we have all done very well I think. Every present seems to have its own little something about it. Some will give quiet satisfaction in their use over a long time (like my metric measuring cups - finally, metric!). Others will give fast yet fleeting delight (chocolate.....). And each is a lovely reminder of the person who gave it.
Brendon is out at his Auntie's house having Christmas tea. We were all to go, but time had got on and I was fairly exhausted, so we decided that it would be soup and bread for the rest of us and an early night (hahaha!).
As for the day itself...
Started later than usual, which was nice. Aidan had trouble getting to sleep last night. I think he was waiting to see the reindeer (even though we had explained that Father Christmas never comes while children are awake!). We opened presents together. Aidan was absolutely delighted in his Thomas the Tank Engine, which Father Christmas had ably delivered. For a while he wasn't interested in anything else! Isabelle took quiet satisfaction in her gifts, not saying too much but hoarding them away in her room to be looked at in detail, alone and unmolested by small boys. Grandad Riches arrived around 7.30. The children were thrilled with his well-chosen gifts. After a traditional breakfast (ham and tomatoes - no ham for me...) and farewelling Grandad, we started preparations for lunch. Brendon did the lion's share of the work (main course) while I fluffed around with dessert, cake cutting, table setting, bread making, used wrapping paper collection and the like. Uncle Shayne and Nana Pam arrived for lunch. We had first course, then presents, then dessert, then coffees.
The afternoon sped by in many ways. I like a relaxed Christmas dinner, and we were able to take our time and let each course get partly digested before attempting the next round. Absolutely delicious chicken (teamed well with our french-style bread) and home-made Christmas pudding (courtesy of Nana Pam) were my food-related highlights.
As for presents - well, we have all done very well I think. Every present seems to have its own little something about it. Some will give quiet satisfaction in their use over a long time (like my metric measuring cups - finally, metric!). Others will give fast yet fleeting delight (chocolate.....). And each is a lovely reminder of the person who gave it.
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