While I may have managed to convince Grace to go back to sleep at 5am this morning by telling her that Santa didn't allow children to open their Santa sacks until it was light outside, by 6am there was no stopping her.
Charlie showed a little more interest in present proceedings this year, although it was short lived. For the remainder of the morning he amused himself with the wrapping paper. And Santa's dregs.
We spent Christmas Day in Cromwell (about ten minutes from Faye's) which, as usual, had snow on the mountains despite the heat.
We sat down to an enormous Christmas lunch with around twenty of the Morrison clan at Bern's cousin Nicola and her husband Bill's amazing new house. Grace and Charlie had a lovely time with their boy and girl cousins (as Grace categorises her second cousins), Flynn, Austyn, Emma and Molly. The children spent most of their time playing cricket with the big kids, with Charlie causing controversy by making off with the umpire's beer.....are you sensing a trend here?
This Christmas, as with every Christmas, the children were spoiled rotten. Yet what did the make a bee-line for as soon as we got home from Cromwell? Not the Little People or the wooden cars, the My Little Ponies or Strawberry Shortcake.
We sat down to an enormous Christmas lunch with around twenty of the Morrison clan at Bern's cousin Nicola and her husband Bill's amazing new house. Grace and Charlie had a lovely time with their boy and girl cousins (as Grace categorises her second cousins), Flynn, Austyn, Emma and Molly. The children spent most of their time playing cricket with the big kids, with Charlie causing controversy by making off with the umpire's beer.....are you sensing a trend here?
This Christmas, as with every Christmas, the children were spoiled rotten. Yet what did the make a bee-line for as soon as we got home from Cromwell? Not the Little People or the wooden cars, the My Little Ponies or Strawberry Shortcake.
Got to love the simple things in life. Merry Christmas! xxx
