Phew! It’s over for another year. All that remains of Christmas 2014 is a dustbin overflowing with ripped wrapping paper, pulled crackers and a few dry bits of turkey.
For us this Christmas was our last as a family of three (Mr TB is behind the camera on this occasion). Next year there will be another little person to buy presents for (out of shot, just below my reindeer’s nose) and an extra set of nap times to plan around.
It all sounds terribly complicated. But for now, we can sit back and feel slightly smug to have pulled off a cosy family Christmas.
The night before
We opened Tin Box Tot’s first ever Christmas Eve box mid-afternoon (thanks for thinking ahead and doing one Auntie Tin Box!). Her eyes lit up at the amount of treats inside, which I quickly rationed to ensure she would fall asleep this side of 2015.
There was also a bag of reindeer food to sprinkle on the lawn and decorated plate for when Santa and Rudolph visited in the dead of night.
The big day
Christmas day started at 6.30am – Tin Box Tot’s usual get up time. Santa obviously missed the memo about reminding her that a lay in got her on next year’s ‘good list’. He still ate the mince pie we left out for him – the swine!
We had set the dining room table for lunch on Christmas Eve so we ate our breakfast around the coffee table. Cereal went everywhere – Tin Box Dog knew it must be Christmas.
It was then time for round one of presents.
By 10.30am we were dressed and off to pick up one set of the Tin Box Grandparents. As chief Christmas pudding of the house I was also designated driver. I figured others might as well benefit from my enforced sobriety.
We gave TBT her lunch just before midday as usual and put her to bed for a nap while the grown ups ate Christmas dinner. This may sound a little ‘bah humbug’ but TBT is a creature of habit and goes a bit crazy if she doesn’t get her meals and sleep on time.
Mr TB is the cook in our house and did an amazing job of dinner – with a little bit of help from some celebrity chefs. Thanks Mary Berry – the salmon terrine was amazing!
We woke TBT just before the Queen’s speech, which she sat through with great patience. Then it was on to more presents.
TBT was shattered by bed time. She went to bed a very happy little lady, leaving the adults to enjoy a few more hours to digest our massive lunch before bed.
All in all it was a lovely Christmas and quite a sedate one…the calm before the storm maybe?!
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