Happy Christmas y'all!

My beautiful Christmas girls in their posh frocks

Hope everyone had a lovely day! Ours was great - although it started kind of early with the sound of jingling bells at 6.18am. Why oh why did we buy Isabel a stocking with bells attached? Schoolboy error. We managed to persuade her to snuggle for about quarter of an hour but then the excitement became too much (for all of us!) and we had to break into the stockings. I'm surprised Bucks has any chocolate left given the enormous pile which formed on the bed. We then sent Isabel scurrying round the house with questions like "did Santa eat everything you left for him?" - very cute!

Early stocking opening!

Lunch was cooked by Husbandio and self with no arguments (true, I kid you not!) and once we were all full to the brim the true present mayhem began. Some great gifts were exchanged - Isabel's favourite was one from Husbandio, a Rainbow In Your Room. She also liked her Hannah Montana annual (I know, I know), a make your own flowers kit and a large pile of books. And the DVD of Santa Buddies, which was a joy for us all! I got two beautiful necklaces, some great books (the new Stephen King, yay yay yay!) and DVDs (can I wait til the new year to see the final episode of Gavin & Stacey? No, I can't!). And some quirky gifts were received too - a paint your own tie kit, and a samovar. That's just the kind of family we are.

All in all, a lovely day - no rows, peace and harmony, all the pressies worked and had the right batteries. And, since we cooked this year, the prospect of having next year off! Not that we didn't enjoy the cooking (thank you Nigella and the briny turkey in a bucket) but getting fed is always good, isn't it?

When these crackers pop, they really go don't they?

The turkey she is a brining

Goodness, but I'm getting lazy in my old age. Actually, it's part laziness and part pain - I have a crack which has opened up in my left index finger (no, I don't need any rude jokes thank you) due to the cold weather, and it really hurts to type. Also, I have more wrapping to do, so time is of the essence. Hence the second photo blog in just a few days.....

Our inspiration for the festive season!

The turkey's out in the garage, brining. Yum......

Isabel's quite excited about Christmas - can you tell?!

It was all worth it in the end

A couple of months ago I promised Isabel she could have a Christmas party, and today the day finally rolled around. She's been really looking forward to it, and we'd done quite a lot of planning - bought a snowman tablecloth with matching plates and napkins, some party bag bits and pieces, and all of the food and drink. She and I worked pretty well together while Emsy had her nap - we set the table (complete with sparkly Christmas sprinkles, naturally!), prepared the homemade pizzas, and tidied the house prior to the arrival of a small group of her school friends.

The table, before the hooligans wrecked it!

I was pretty nervous before the party kicked off - I even had a dream the night before in which I forgot to make the dough for the pizzas. One of the things which exacerbated this was that last night, as I was kissing Isabel good night, she looked up and said "it's my Christmas party tomorrow", then grinned and hugged herself and said "I love this feeling!". Oh, the pressure! If I hadn't been worried before, I was after that!

When we got up this morning I wondered for a minute if we'd even be able to go ahead, such was the state of the snow. As it was I had to cancel Emily's paediatric appointment for a second time because the main road down the hill into Wycombe was closed. However, since the party attendees were all local to us it turned out that most people could walk, so we went ahead with only two cancellations (including Isabel's best friend, but she weathered this storm pretty well).

Our house in the snow

And everything went pretty well - we played a few games (classics like Pass The Parcel, What's The Time Mr Wolf?, and the tray memory game) and then had a tea of pizza, garlic bread, crisps and cucumber, followed by mini Yule logs, mince pies and Nigella's Malteser traybake (looks very homemade, tastes lush!). The only slightly odd moment was that they had a conversation about death while eating their pizza, which was not really what I expected of a group of five and six year olds! Are they mature, or just bizarre? I'm reserving judgment for now. And after some post-food dancing and the distribution of Secret Santa pressies, they departed into the snowy night, gifts and party bags in hands. Cooking Christmas lunch is going to be a breeze after today!

A photo blog

Photos today because I have a slight cold and am pooped - lazy blogging, but hey, sue me.

Lots of snow = indoor craft activities. Today: paint your own umbrella. With permanent paint. Which also got on her face (sigh....)

Venturing out into a pristine, snow-covered garden.

Dressed for the weather.

Dressing tip: if making a snowman, put washing up gloves over your real gloves. Keeps your hands dry, which is the key. You heard it here first...! Isabel's tip today was how to keep your feet dry when your parents have failed to buy you new waterproof trousers and the snow keeps going down your wellies. The solution is to put empty bread bags on each foot, and secure them with rubber bands. Looks idiotic, works a treat.

When in search of entertainment in the snow, simply take one shovel and use it to throw snow at your eldest child. She'll love it, honest.


See, she's laughing!

And so's her sister!

Let it snow, let it snow, let it snow!

Usually I get all nervous and irritated when plans change at the last minute, but today the snow altered my day completely and I managed to go with the flow and even quite enjoyed myself.

My original plans for the day were to take Emily to her paediatrician appointment, wrap Isabel's pressies at lunchtime while she was at school, and then take her to a friend's birthday party in the evening. But none of this happened - we woke up to loads of snow (looks beautiful!), and to the news that the school was closed. No big deal, since it was the last day of term anyway. Then Emily's appointment was cancelled (fortunately moved to next week, amazing that they had another appointment slot available before Christmas), and the birthday party Isabel was due to go to was also cancelled. So we spent a lovely day at home - went out for about half an hour but beat a retreat when lots of snow went down Isabel's wellies. Tomorrow's job is to buy her some longer waterproof trousers, and better gloves! We watched The Snowman and Father Christmas in the afternoon and ate mince pies, and generally felt very seasonal. And Emily was in better humour than in recent days since tooth number 2 is now through. Good times, good times.....!

The etiquette of Christmas cards

I'm generally a person who's pretty good with a card. I send birthday cards, thank you cards, sympathy cards - you name it, I'll card it. And this means that, come Christmas time, I generally have a lot of cards to send. Total this year came to around 80, while Isabel sent 36, so well over 100 went out from our house. I even managed to post them all pretty early.

However, now comes the etiquette issue. I've already, to my great irritation, received cards from people I didn't send cards to. Do I quickly scrabble around to get a reciprocal card out? Or just put them on the list for next year? And how much should one write in a card - just a quick "love from..." or a full blown message? This year I took the rather cheesy step of putting a little sticker in each card with a picture of Isabel and Emily, which I'm sure also breaches some kind of British etiquette rule. Made me feel very American doing this, but I thought it was a nice way of showing everyone how much they'd grown up, and it was a very cute photo. Better, and cheaper, than printing Christmas cards with them on it! Apparently, in the US you can order cards with a photo on the front and a personalised message inside, and then you just address them and post them. Sounds very tempting, but it's not that difficult to spend a couple of hours once a year writing "love from..." in each card. I think the sticker idea is as far as I'll go down that particular road for now....but I may be tempted if the number of cards I have to send goes well into triple figures!

Christmas Tree Etiquette

It's that time of year again when someone (OK, not me, I admit) has to go up into the loft to extract the Christmas decorations, and into the garage (again, not me, it's chilly out there) to get our tree in a box. I am slightly ashamed to admit we have a tree in a box, but not that ashamed - there are several good reasons behind our decision, and although I do feel we should have a real one, deep down I'm perfectly happy with the one we have. Because I'm naturally cheap.

Last year, it being our first Christmas in this house, we went to the local Christmas Tree Farm (yes, there is one, in fact there are three near us!) to get ourselves a tree. As we wandered up and down the aisles it began to occur to us how flaming expensive Christmas trees are. We had no idea - after all, until then we'd lived in a flat and made do with an Argos tree in a box. The more we wandered the worse it got - the nice trees cost a fortune, and the reasonably priced ones were either runty, oddly-shaped, or looked like all their needles might fall off in the car on the way home. Added to which, they were all really prickly. And this was the element which tipped the balance - we managed to persuade Isabel that these trees were too prickly and that our friendly old tree in a box was much easier to decorate!

This year we cut out the middleman and just went straight for the tree in a box. It's cheaper, it's a nice regular shape and it has real (yes, real!) pine cones on it. It's not as classy as a real tree, but since it's been decorated by a five year old, class doesn't really come in to it. Not for us the beauty of a colour theme, oh no. Our tree has had everything we own chucked at it in a fairly random way, but it still looks beautiful because it's ours. It does have a new angel this year though, of which it should be very proud. And some cute elves sitting underneath it!

The new angel, by Isabel and Mummy. No, of course the feathers don't go on the wings, don't be ridiculous.

The tree, with its oddly regular shape.

Still looks magical in the dark with its lights on.

And the elves are pretty magical too.