OH its the most wonderful time of the year. I don’t know who first said that, but I had never believed it true and to be honest im still not convinced. Not to say that i haven’t enjoyed this Christmas, because it has literally been one of the very bests. However i feel like summer is my season. Its just warmer and brighter and not that bad stuff doesn’t happen in summer, its just a lot easier to deal with bad stuff when the wind isn’t howling down your neck, or hailstones aren’t trying to puncture holes in any uncovered surfaces. 

Anyway, this Christmas really was fabulous, horrendously bitter sweet but still lovely. For a change I was on the ball with life, well mostly. I forgot some pretty important dates and appointments, but I remembered to do Christmas shopping (poorly), we squeezed in a visit or 2 to Santa, I even remembered gifts for my friends (even if i didn’t get them all delivered.) Also, I even cooked dinner for 5 of us and only managed to burn the pigs in blankets. Woo!

Now it wouldn’t be Christmas if we weren’t ill before hand with the usual bugs and flu, luckily nothing ridiculous here so far. One of my nephews did unfortunately get chicken pox, and another one partially amputated his finger requiring Christmas eve surgery. 

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This isn’t an error. This is my youngest deciding he wants to write his own blog too. Very interesting if i do say so myself. 

Anyway, Christmas really was lovely and is still ongoing in my mind. My kids started sleeping to 8 am on Christmas day and haven’t altered that pattern. So for the first time  in 6 years we get to be parents of kids that sleep. A minor achievement, but ill take it. Better late than never, however because we are absolute arseholes, as soon as the kids start to sleep, we stay up till the early hours in the morning and totally ruin any point of them sleeping normally. 

Anyway, Christmas really was lovely. The kids are the perfect age and were buzzing for days about everything. They did throw some spanners in the works with their Christmas lists. My youngest asked firstly for a hoverboard, a pogo stick and a real unicorn. I unfortunately had to tell him Santa didn’t have any of these things in the workshop and he would probably have to choose something else. Why? because hes 4. I don’t know where he came up with any of these ideas, but i didn’t fancy a let down on Christmas day, oh and I have no idea where I would find a unicorn. Anyway he changed his mind to some more realistic Spiderman toys, ladybug and cat noir toys and of course a time machine. 

What was i supposed to do with that? couldn’t really make him change it again, most of the list was reasonable. It came right up to the week of Christmas and we had done all shopping, for literally everything apart from a time machine. I had imagined building something from cardboard on Christmas eve and blagging it. We got lucky though. We were flicking through the smyths toys magazine one more time and he found his “time machine”. Low and behold it was a toy till machine, a little checkout with fruit and veg and pretend money. Thanks to prime delivery we were able to come up trumps for Christmas and even till this day he calls it his time machine and rages at anyone who doesn’t. I have weird kids, but that ok, all the best ones are. 

We also had our first visit from the tooth fairy. My eldests first tooth fell out and he couldn’t stand still, blood dripping everywhere and he was buzzing. Sheer innocent joy and magic. I forgot what that was like for a while, but its magical to watch, now I understand why we make these things up for our kids. Its worth the lie. 

Also, something not so magical, but totally ridiculous. My sisters and I were on a video call after Christmas catching up and trying to figure out who had eaten the most chocolate. We also remembered the chocolate dog treats my Gran used to buy and keep under her kitchen sink. We used to eat them too, not sure if she noticed and just let us eat it, because well, we weren’t great at listening and nothing could keep us from any kind of chocolate, even if it did taste rank. It also came up in conversation about hamster food. My eldest sister had said, remember when we used to eat all the peanuts from the hamster food before feeding the hamster? Erm no. We didn’t remember this thankfully and have finally been able to rank her as the oddest of us all. 

I hope Christmas was fabulous for everyone and certainly more relaxed than the past year. Also, I started 2021 bald and am now also leaving it bald, I promise I had hair in between, but not anymore! My bodys little sick joke, it gives me hair when its hot in summer and strips it off in the freezing cold. So if you need something to be grateful for, at least you didn’t eat hamster food as a kid. 

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2 Comments

  1. Dog treats don’t really taste good especially the chocolate. That’s why they make them for DOGS.

  2. Dog treats don’t really taste good especially the chocolate. That’s why they make them for DOGS.

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