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Christmas 2019

Christmas has been and gone, Baby Annabels batteries are running low, we have all been operated on by Dr Little Legs and had our make up done by Big Sister... the gin bottle is looking well used and all the wholesome food has turned into chocolate!   In our house it was total chaos once we woke the children up at 8.30 (yes we had to wake them - they had been so excited the night before they didn't sleep til late)  Santa brought stockings eventually but he was too fat to get up the stairs to the attic room so he had leave them at the bottom.. he had left quite a few things downstairs under the tree - the mess within the hour was incredible ha ha - I don't think Dr Fred will do another Christmas with us his extended family - he really found the noise.... excessive wrapping paper.... total abandonment of rules... shrieking and whooping... all a bit much although he did welcome the much needed breakfast sherry!! The day was fun and given we are in a place of serious disorga...

Its time for the F word... Frenzied Festivities....

I am about to hit chaos... I'm off to Leeds today battling past Metro Centre traffic down the pesky A1 into the grand metropolis of the big city to pick up my family so we can engineer our own madness and spend the festive season together back up here in rural Toggie delight.  Really looking forward to a house full of madness and noise two young children can bring and a hopefully calming walk on the beach on Christmas day.  I can't fit them all in the car so I'm picking up my best girls and the boys are coming up on the train after work on Christmas eve by which time we will be almost totally crazed with excitement.  Or maybe, if we are lucky (haha)  the small creatures who are really what the whole kit and caboodle is about will have passed out slumbering deep as Santa flies though leaving the presents under the tree.  This is probably the last year our 8 year old granddaughter will believe in the magic of the big red suited man... in fact we are not su...