Greetings from the other side of Christmas… I realise some of you won’t be quite done with yours yet, but it’s Boxing Day here and we are reeling from Christmas 2011.
Mountains of great food (thanks Mum), lashings of cold chardonnay (thanks Mum), hours of chatter and laughter (thanks sister, brother, in-laws, nieces, nephews and my SIL’s sister and parents who shared our day too). And then there were the pressies…
One in particular really stole the attention of our kids…
A teeny tiny little motorbike.
Santa gave them both helmets and we gave them the bike – teamwork! The heavenly peace has been well and truly shattered by the low roar of a Honda two-wheeler. Luckily Dash had been getting lessons the previous weekend from his uncle and cousins at my husband’s family Christmas celebrations.
A path is being currently worn around our houseyard by two very keen riders. (Please note the horsey gumboots – I wonder which horse-mad child ordered THOSE from Santa?). There have only a couple of crashes each thus far, and no major injuries yet to report (touch wood!).
Adults have also done quite nicely – my friend Lou took some portraits of my family in September which I got printed and popped into simple frames for my husband.
He also got some Jamie Oliver barbecue utensils (from the kids)…
Dash got a much-asked-for globe which is allowing lots of planning a dreaming about future trips away. (With the resounding success of our American adventure earlier this year).
Dash and Violet’s cousins got something low-tech but which provided ENORMOUS enjoyment for all …
Gorgeous little balls of yellow fluff.
The kids bounced between the minibike and the ducklings (and the food) all day at my parent’s place – having a whale of a time.
(And yes, that is some air that Dash appears to be catching there…)
Our Christmas bon-bons produces a ‘joke’ for me which had me quite concerned…
Ummmm… clearly we need to do some more basic work on bovine gender recognition for our bon-bon-joke-scribes.
But for me, one of the great highlights of my day were the gifts our just-turned-seven-year-old daughter hand-made in the lead-up to Christmas. Unaided and unabetted by anyone else. She beavered away on the side verandah with scissors and sticky tape and cardboard and glitter.
And made special boxes and decorative items for us all…
And then wrapped and labelled them all – BY HERSELF. And then asked me to print out some little cards and painstakingly wrote out everyone’s names on them and stuck them onto each gift. Without help.
My heart just about exploded.
She was truly excited to see each of us unwrap her offerings … and I was so proud of her.
Even Dash (who is notoriously hard to impress, especially by his little sister) was delighted by his gift…
I think we managed to do something right with this pair.
Hope your Christmas had it’s own special moments that made you feel good inside.