T’was the night (or the day) before Christmas in my household & what a day it was.
Most of the presents have been wrapped & are under the tree waiting for their rightful owners to claim them tomorrow morning.
There have been many trips to the shops to purchase the said presents. DH & Darling 1 & 2 hit the shops for late night shopping both Friday night & last night.
I’m more of a methodical shopper, I have been researching & purchasing online. I hate going to the shops when they are crowded, I don’t have the patience for it.
DH started off his morning super early hitting the supermarkets for our feast tomorrow. We are hosting & along with our 6, we have my dad, my Aunty & Uncle for lunch/dinner & another Aunty coming later in the day.
He returned home with bags & bags of groceries & we all helped him unload the car & upon opening the fridge realised there was no bloody room to put anything.
We have one of those fridges that has two doors, one for the fridge & one for the freezer. They look great but are bloody useless with hardly any room for storage.
Reorganising the fridge turned into hubby & I emptying the fridge entirely & finding a few little surprises (ew). Pulling out all the shelves & trays & washing them all & throwing out a lot of stuff. Once the fridge was clean & put back together we were able to fit all of our groceries in without a hassle. A win for us.
Darling No 2 decided he would clean his room out so it was nice & tidy for Santa (and because we told him Santa wouldn’t come unless his room was clean) & he was so proud of the job that he did.
He excitedly asked me to come & have a look & as I started walking down the hallway, I was dodging books, socks, jocks that had been strewn across the floor.
When I walked into his room it was spotless. I was very proud of him & told him so. After a few high fives & a hug, I was happy with his work and left him to his own devices.
As I left his room I stuck my head in the playroom (which is next door) & it looked as though it had been ravaged by a tornado. You couldn’t see a square inch of carpet & there was shit absolutely everywhere!!.
Hmmm… it seemed funny that Darling 2’s room was pristine & the playroom & the hallway looked like a dump. The little darling had literally just thrown all the crap out of his room & into the hallway & playroom. I prepared myself for yet another argument but remembered that I could play the Santa card. Today was the last day I would be able to use it for awhile & I was going to take advantage of the situation.
Next activity was decorating the gingerbread house. I decided to give it a wide berth. I knew without a doubt that although it sounds like a lovely activity on paper, in practise it was going to be a shit fight with kids arguing over the lollies & daddy getting the shits at the kids & they did not disappoint. Halfway through the exercise they decided to throw in the towel because the house was falling apart & the kids were fighting. At least they tried……
We all sat down together to watch a cheesy Christmas movie on TV (whilst eating bits of the gingerbread house) & quite enjoyed it 😀. There were many interruptions as there always are with kids but that’s to be expected.
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Darling 4 will not let anyone but me pour her cereal because I’m the only one who does it right. I don’t know if I should be secretly proud or if she is having me on?.
Darling 3, who is very recently toilet trained, did a great big poo & was very proud of herself & wanted to show it off to me. I obliged of course (and wiped her bum)
Darling 1 & 2 ended up in a fisticuffs fight over the playroom & who was tidying it up so I broke that up & told them Santa was watching.
All in a day’s work in our house 😀. After some generic housework, washing, folding, dishes etc. we settled down for our Dr Phil fix, love that show!!. Today featured a particularly dysfunctional individual who actually believed he was the chosen one from God & he was the only person on earth who could communicate with him and pass on his messages, for $50 of course!!.
Hubby & I sorted out the kids presents, the presents in their Santa sacks are from Santa & all the other gifts are from us. We don’t make a big deal about this (unlike all the stupid versions of the same meme I have seen on Facebook preaching about how each family should go about distributing gifts from Santa & the presents from the family. This REALLY gets up my goat. I’ll do what suits my family & you do what your suits your family Susan. I don’t mean this in an uncaring manner, I know there are some families who really struggle at Christmas & I respect that, I really do. I also donate to the less fortunate in our community in the hope of making their Christmas a nice day but I don’t appreciate strangers telling me how to run my family traditions. Okay, rant over!!).
The kids went swimming in the afternoon & after many warnings to put on sunscreen and wear hats & assurances they had done so (especially to my son who has my pale colouring), my son is now burnt to a crisp & has a bright red back. Even my daughter who has very olive skin got burnt on her face. The summer sun is so strong in Australia.
After a visit from my lovely neighbour, all 6 of us jumped in the car & headed to the cemetery to put flowers on both mine & DH’s mum’s resting places & our son’s also. Our son is buried with my husband’s mum & my mum is on the other side of the cemetery.
Both hubby & I were quite sad but thankfully the 3-year olds were there to distract us. Grace wanted water & wanted water NOW. Alice needed to go to the toilet & was hungry. There were ants on the ground & they were scared they would crawl on their feet so were shrieking about that also, so we kept our visit short. My heart goes out to all the people grieving at Christmas, it’s such a hard time of year for some people
Upon returning home Darling 2 was feeling the full repercussions of his sunburn & I took pity on him because I had suffered some pretty bad sunburns as a kid. When the sun starts to go down you really feel the sting.
Being such a hot day & having such hot skin, it can actually have the opposite effect & give you the cold shivers, which it has done to him. I moisturised his back as gently as possible to help provide some comfort.
We waited until it was dark which was after 9pm & headed out to look at the Christmas lights. There is an estate nearby where most people participate in the light show & it is truly a sight to be seen. So much effort goes into the light shows & these people should be super proud of themselves.
The kids were beside themselves with excitement & really enjoyed seeing all the lights but we didn’t stay long because they were all pretty tired seeing as they were up quite late.
We are home now & all the kids have gone to bed without all the usual fuss. They are so excited about Santa coming & can’t wait to open up their presents in the morning.
It was so beautiful to see them so excited & see the wonder on their faces as they looked at all the spectacular lights & the blow-up Santa’s. Their childlike innocence is priceless & it’s times like this that make all the struggles worthwhile.
It’s now 11pm & we are waiting for my dad to arrive to help us put a bike together for Darling 2. Neither DH or I even know where to begin. Looks like it is going to be a late night and undoubtedly a very early morning.
From my family to yours, I hope you all have the most amazing Christmas with your families & that the man in red is good to you.
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