We’ve had a fairly full on week since Mr Y finished work on the 20th, and today is the first day of the holidays that we have just been able to relax as a family, and I haven’t changed out of my PJ’s for the entire day-bliss! So, accompanied by a box of Ferrero Rocher ,while Mr Y watches Cannon Ball run, I thought I’d take some time to have a little catch-up, and make a record of our family Christmas.
So what did we do? Well, there was, of course, a rather delightful tree, decorated almost entirely by the girls. Precious decorations were carefully unwrapped by little hands while some festive favourites crossed the airwaves. Old decorations met new, and the tradition of the girls choosing a new decoration each year means we now have Hubert the husky and Pip the polar bear hanging from the sweet smelling pine.
Despite a rather rotten bought of flu, Mr Y rallied enough to be able to join us on a trip to the pantomime, to see Peter Pan. My youngest still has that precious innocence and so believes that what she can see on stage is all real, and so was thoroughly enchanted by the whole thing.
In the weeks leading up to Christmas I have been frantically crafting and baking. You see, this year I decided to make each of my nearest and dearest a handmade gift. My mum ended up with a tea cosy with felt flowers on, my dad had the scarf that I’ve shown you before and my girls, along with some knitted dolls clothes, ended up with a beret. As I predicted, time slipped away from me, which meant I was knitting late into Christmas Eve, with the final stitch on C’s beret getting finished at 11.30pm. Thankfully, she was very pleased with it and it did a great job of keeping her bonce warm on a very nippy boxing day coastal walk!
|Part of my knit for victory effort!|
My brother and dearest friends were the recipients of homemade hampers which contained, among other things, Christmas cake, raspberry jam, boozy brandy mince pies and peanut butter cup truffles. Thankfully, there were a fair few truffle misshapes, so I got to taste them :o)
Christmas day itself was spent with family and 7 of us sat down for a full on roast dinner, cooked lovingly by yours truly. Dinner was topped off with a brandy filled Christmas pud, a Marguerite Patten recipe, no less, and everyone was contentedly fat and full, but not so full that they couldn’t polish off a significant number of Cadbury’s Roses – well, it is Christmas!
Mr Y and my family know me so well and picked some seriously scrumptious vintage gifts for me. I love them all, but as with everything, there were a few standout favourites.
As I collapsed in a heap come Christmas night, I knew, with certainty, that the previous weeks and months spent baking, buying, wrapping, crafting and staying up late had all been worth it, and a whole heap of memory filled festive fun had been had!
Although the big day is over, December still has a few treats in store. Yesterday my beautiful sister in law gave birth to her first baby, a boy, so I’m now an aunty, and can’t wait to meet the new arrival.
It’s also my birthday on Monday, [33 this year], so there are more celebrations to come!