Our Christmas Day

It has been rather wild to say the least.
This image of Dad is indicative of the day...we were all tired.

Mum decided in the middle of the night to take the dog out for a pee......fell down the steps onto some concrete and hurt herself.
We took her to the Horsepiddle.......it was good to find out it was just bruising and no fracture. ...poor Mum she is in a lot of pain.
The boy was awesome and didn’t complain about waiting to open his presents and his pancake breakfast......he opened one present from P .......Lego.........and that kept him quiet.....and by the time we were all back on board for the grand openings he had turned 100’s of little plastic pieces into some pretty groovy stuff.

Dads eyes were sore so we cut him some cucumber to cool them down......we all laughed when we looked over and saw he had fallen asleep......with his crown on.

Just finishing up for the night now......the older and youngest of the folk are in bed..the kitchen is nearly clean.....The rest of us are shuffling around like poison pups full to the brim .......much yummy stuff was consumed....I wish I had some room for the brilliant trifle Jaiya made or at least some chocolate....sigh!.

What is it with Christmas and food and stuffing oneself with it. Every year I think ...next year it will be different...it never is....oh yes just one more little wafer (French accent).