Undecorating Christmas. Or the one where I try to explain why my four year old keeps telling everyone that Santa is drunk.
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#407 Christmas Day Laziness (25)
Christmas day began pretty much like any other day in this household. We gradually acquired wakefulness thanks to a restless starfished child between me and The Mister, first rolling in one direction, then another, before rolling back toward me and in a whiny whisper declaring that he’s thirsty. Or hungry. It’s usually one or the…
#406 ‘Twas the night before Christmas (24)
‘Twas the night before Christmas and everything was finally ready. The gifts were all wrapped under the tree, having multiplied at the last minute and most of them suspiciously bearing the name of Hawkeye. The cookies and the milk have been set out for Santa and carrots for Rudolph. We considered leaving an actual half-eaten…
#401 Santa, baby (19)
We were in Tesco doing a very quick grocery shop for dinner on Sunday. A quick in and out. Didn’t even take a trolley, just a wire basket. Honest. So picking up a Santa dress in their seasonal clothes was one of the biggest unexpected impulse buys I’ve had in a while. I saw it in…
#395 The Family Photo (13)
I woke up this morning, drugged myself up to the eyeballs (safely), and managed to remain vertical for the entire day. Woo. Hoo. I am, of course, tired now. And it was a cranky, irritating sort of work day which kept me on edge most of the time, but now I’m home and there’s a…
#390 Parenting: the great leveller (8)
I walked into our office locker room today to see two ladies rushing to get ready – one was trying to finish zipping up a red and green dress, and the other was straightening up her striped red and green stockings. Funny shoes and hats completed the picture. I just waved and walked by. Yes,…
#389 Christmas overload: Ho-ho-holy sh*t! (7)
These days, when Hawkeye and I have to walk home from the train station (about twenty or twenty five minutes at the pace of a mommy, I’m tiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiired four year old) or when I need to distract him from the deplorable absence of biscuits on the bus, I pass the time by having him look for…
Day #339 Office Santa
Today was the much anticipated Santa visit. Or, I should say, the first Santa visit, since Hawkeye is getting to see Santa again in creche later this month (he comes down the chimney into the Director’s office, apparently). Now, our office does not have a chimney, so I suspect Santa may have had to sneak…
The Feathered Rose 