According to Granddaughter Number Three’s weather app on her tablet earlier this morning, it was about to start snowing! It hasn’t happened! Instead it’s damp and cold, that clammy cold you get when it’s damp on the air but not acrually raining.
Yesterday we did Christmas stage one at our house with an exchange of presents with the southern branch of the family. So much for Santa bringing all the presents on Christmas eve!
The small boy, Grandson Number Two, who has been mega-excited for the last week about the imminent arrival of his cousin, took ill on Friday night. He woke his parents at 2.00 am, running a high temperature and generally miserable. So he spent most of the day snuggled up to his mother. He valiantly went off to “play” with his cousin and his older sister at one point and proceeded to climb into his cousin’s bed and go back to sleep while the girls played.
When presents were exchanged he hugged his gift but couldn’t raise the energy to open it.
Later today the Christmas invasion continues with the arrival of the Spanish bit of the family, whereupon 20 or so of us will descend on a local restaurant! We hope the small boy be feeling better as he has also been excited about seeing his Spanish cousins again.
Life goes on. Stay safe and well everyone!
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