I always find this week in between Christmas and New Year to be really odd, I never seem to be able to keep track of the days.
I'll pick up from where I last posted. On Christmas Eve, we mostly prepared the house for Christmas Day and waited for the whole family to actually be home together. In the evening, we drove around the more affluent areas in the town to look at the Christmas lights. I quite enjoyed that and I hope it becomes a tradition. Speaking of tradition, when we got home we watched Die Hard together as a family; something we have done on Christmas Eve for the last couple of years.
|Preparing the Dining Room on Christmas Eve.|
|Santa Pancakes- my Christmas morning breakfast.|
By the time we had got home with a slightly lighter bank balance, Christmas had caught up with me completely, and I ended up taking two naps that afternoon! Whoops! It's only Christmas once a year right?