Christmas 2009 at our house was extremely busy.. First came the arrival of….Johnathan and Katie for three whole weeks. Johnathan is our oldest cousin (29) and Katie is his wife. Their arrival was so exciting. We didn’t want anything to do with them on the drive home but the moment they came into our house we had verbal diarrhea.
We drug them to our first preschool Christmas concert. I was front and centre stage and sung my little heart out. I was a star performer!
"Big" Katie is a born and bread Aussie and this would be her first white Christmas. The arrival of fresh snow and mild temperatures lead to and exciting first day. She shoveled, built snowmen, and tobogganed. After that the temperatures dropped and outdoor activities were few and far between. But we had so much fun indoors too!
"Big" Katie got some ice skates for an early Christmas present and therefore outdoor skating was a must. Who should show her how to skate? Ava of course! First lesson, how to fall down and get up. Kate showed her how to go “fast”!!! Once we got home she then had her first experience at freezing toes, then warming up and that “burning” sensation. We all giggled.
One thing crossed my mind this Christmas. It went something like this:
Ava: Is Santa real?
Mama: Do you think Santa is real?
Ava: No, he’s just a guy in a red suit. What about Rudolp…is he real?
Mama: Have you ever seen a reindeer with a red nose?
Ava: No, but I still think he’s real.
Christmas Day: “Santa must be real, he brought me the TINKERBELL like I asked for.
Boxing Day we went to Granny’s to meet up with our cousin Larissa as well as take in some horse riding and sliding down the big pile of snow Grandpa made for us. We had a super duper time driving Grandpa crazy and keeping Granny on her toes.
Thank you Johnathan and Katie for making this Christmas so special. We really miss having someone to lead the entertainment from indoor hockey games to a quiet craft. And our Mums miss the coffee being ready in the morning. It really was a special time for all of us.
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