Millar leaves a snack and a Christmas card out for Santa.
He tells me Santa does not like beer or pepsi. He prefers water. He also doesn’t like chocolate and would prefer ten rice crackers. He also sprinkles sparkly oats in the yard for the reindeer.
He places his present for Xanthe under the tree and then goes to bed.
Shortly after he falls asleep, Santa comes.
Millar is totally stoked to see that Santa got him what he asked for.
Xanthe, not quite into the wrapped gift concept or name labels,
makes a beeline for the Mickey Mouse in Millar’s gifts from Santa.
She catches on to the unwrapping fun soon enough.
Xanthe gives her new doll, Lulu a big hug.
Xanthe unwraps her present from Grandma, a pram with a doll. She tries to ride it like a bike.
Azrael is pretty happy just playing with the discarded paper.
With storms causing power outages all day, we had to have chocolate for breakfast. Thankfully, Santa left a nice little bowl of yumminess in the fridge.
Millar shows of his awesome Glodoodle from Grandma.
The kids entertain us with some fine music before lunch.
Husband shows his enthusiasm at the Christmas crackers, the awesome hats, great prizes and hilarious jokes.
I show off my gorgeous hair clip prize from my Christmas cracker.
Xanthe likes her red hat.
Wine O’clock comes earlier than usual on Christmas day.
Then it’s finally bedtime for the kids. Me and husband watch a horror movie to balance all the cutesy Christmas cheer. It works. I go to bed a little more cautious of paranormal evil than normal.
Boxing day. We take our traditional Christmas photo.
Actually we took about 6. This is the only one where we are all looking at the camera
and I don’t look completely nuts. It’s hard to press the self timer button, race back to your seat, throw a toy over the camera so the kids look at the exact right moment and look relaxed and happy.
Which could explain why Xanthe looks so confused.
Anyway, that was Christmas. All done.
Now back to the business of moving to India in 7 days!