Another week packed full of festive fun. There have been lots of school play rehearsals, I won a hamper of goodies in the PTA’s Christmas raffle, we’ve been to see the big guy again. And we popped out for dinner with nanny and my little nieces after school last night. Here’s hoping next week is just as much fun.
Onto my #littleloves for the week:
I loved Suzanne’s blog post on The Beauty of Traditions. We had so many Christmas traditions when I was younger. Nothing spectacular or out of the ordinary, but as Suzanne says ‘the comfort of knowing I am part of a memory that will live on and the routine’ they created is something I’ve cherished years later. They remind me of cherished family time, often with those who are no longer with us like my uncle and my grandparents.
Squeezing 20+ people around paste tables in my aunt and uncle’s living room with my grandad holding the table up with his knees. Every year my grandad telling my sister and I the ‘gnomies are coming’ – what the hell a gnomie is I’ll never know, but he used to wind us up into such a frenzy we were almost sick. Before my nan gave him a playful whack for his troubles. Going to the pub before lunch on Christmas Day with my friends as a teen (those were the days). So many silly things you almost take for granted at the time and only realise just how wonderful they were years later.
Book-wise I’m still reading Giovanna Fletcher’s Some Kind of Wonderful. And I’m loving it. This week’s in-car school run read is the latest edition of Blogosphere magazine. I’ve literally just started reading it, but so far so good.
This little one and his big sister having fun on the woodland assault course at the farm we visited at the weekend. The moody teen has visited this farm every summer when she stayed with my mum for the summer holidays when we lived abroad and was excited to show us around. We all loved it, even the Mr braved the zip wire. It’s definitely one of those places I can see us returning to again and again.
I’m also being kept on the edge of my seat by Peaky Blinders. God, I love that show. And Outlander has been pretty damn amazing this series so far too.
Reservations for an impromptu mid-week dinner for 3 at Frankie and Benny’s. The moody teen was staying at her nans on Wednesday and we decided to take advantage of the 2 for 1 offer on our Tastecard. We never go out with the little dude on a school night, so it was a lovely treat.
Does decorating the tree count as me ‘making’ something? This is one of the teen’s fab new Harry Potter baubles from Primarni. At this rate my tree is going to look like Harry Potter vs Star Wars in Scandinavia. At least it’s a unique kind of theme though I guess.
We wrapped up warm for a trip to the farm to see Father Christmas. We had a wonderful time. The grotto was absolutely beautiful. Every wall was lined from floor to ceiling with fir trees, all of which were twinkling with a thousand fairy lights. And in the middle, under a twinkling domed ceiling was Santa’s sleigh. We were greeted by a naughty snowman and two lively elves, before singing carols to see if we could get Santa to come out of his house. It really was such a magical experience for the little one and one we’ll definitely have to repeat next year.
A certain young man has been practising his songs for the Christmas play next week. Several of which I’ve never heard of, but are rather sweet. One I do recognise – Away in a Manager, which is oh so cute when he sings it. I can’t wait to see him in his shepherd’s outfit singing away next week. It’s funny when I was younger we all dreamed of a ‘proper’ part – an angel, a king, a shepherd. But you never wanted to be in the choir with a tea towel on your head (me every single year), or the donkey. Yet my little dude was initially upset he wasn’t a mouse. A mouse!
He also may have told Mrs Claus that ‘my mummy loves wine’ when she offered me some mulled wine and a mince pie on our visit to see Santa at the weekend. Aren’t kids just adorable?
We’ve got a busy week ahead. With a trip to the Mr’s grandad’s, solo parenting while the Mr works away – again, more mock GCSEs for the moody teen and the little dude’s school play and school disco. Not to mention the present wrapping I need to make a start on.
Have a great weekend whatever you get up to.