DWZI / this week I saw...

my kids climb into bed with me on Christmas day morning

i had expected them to rush straight downstairs and rip the paper off of all their presents – but no. they climbed in, on either side of me, and started chatting, cuddling, giggling, just as they always do on our days off.

then yes – by 8am, one of them asked ‘please can we go downstairs to see whether Father Christmas has been mama?’

can you believe it - that clearly had been brewing for at least half an hour – i’m sure i was never this good!

so downstairs we went; they were amazed: Rudolph had drunk all the water and Father Christmas had eaten his mince pie and taken his beer! only the empty plates and bowls remained... how exciting!

the unwrapping began. Eldest was super chuffed (although not at all surprised, she had asked for it after all) with her Father Christmas hat (obviously she was entirely unaware of my panic as to where on earth i'd get one of those - and then thankfully a lovely colleague came to the rescue)

the response to Mary Poppins was interesting... she literally took one look at it - not disappointed, just totally uninterested - and said, very matter-of-factly: 'this one is for you mama'

ouch

yes - i know it is - but can we please pretend it is for you?? 

well - at least they, too, seemed to enjoy watching it!


youngest was even more excited & excitable... hurrah - Peter Pan!!

and thankfully he still cannot get enough of collecting the kisses that are rightfully his by standing under the mistletoe... i think i might keep it hanging there all year