Simply having a wonderful Christmas time

I think we have just about finished opening this year’s presents.  Grandma and Grandpa popped in this afternoon with a couple of gifts from a Great Aunt and Uncle meaning that we have opened presents on each of the last 5 days.  The kids have been spoilt rotten and although Maria understands and likes opening presents I was a little disappointed at the lack of hysteria on Christmas morning.  Maria at 2 years and 10 months, recognises Father Christmas but is not yet party to the ‘real’ Christmas story about elves labouring at workshops in Greenland together with the logistics of FC getting all around the world powered by flying Reindeer and going up and down chimneys without anyone ever seeing him.  Actually it’s quite reasuring that whilst she’s oblivious to the present delivery mechanism she knows who Mary, Joseph and Little Baby Jesus are.
We spent Christmas Eve and Day at Grandma and Grandpa’s and, as is the tradition in the Hornby household, the main family presents are held back until after the Christmas meal (so that everyone can see the delight on their little faces) whilst the other small presents from ‘Father Christmas’ (rather than anyone in particular) are opened as soon as you wake.  There were 4 presents by Maria’s bed and on her waking at about 7:30 we pointed to them expecting her to jump up and down in delight.  Maybe she was still a bit cloudy but we almost had to wave them under her nose before she spotted them.  Her Father, however, was cock-a-hoop with his exciting larg-ish present which was a suprise.  I more than compensated for the children’s ambivilousness when I found that Santa had brought me a remote control aeroplane.  Honestly I was tickled pink, I always wanted a remote control car as a kid but was never bought one (they were considered special 25 years ago and fairly expensive) and usually I received Lego or Scalextric instead.  I did feel slightly guilty at swiping AA batteries from both my daughter’s Leap Pad and son’s car simulator but hey who’s in charge around here?  It was a beautifully still Christmas morning and after 20 minutes of steep, stall inducing, climbs and forced crash landings to avoid straying into neighbouring gardens I finally got the hang of it.  For a little polystyrene foam Aldi plane it flies beautifully.  And you’ll be pleased to hear I have since returned the AAs to their rightful owners.  

About holmesinho

Happily married father of 2 living in Prestwich 5 miles north of Manchester, England. I cycle most days though mostly commuting and also enjoy running and triathlon.
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