A quick post before bed. We have been at home after spending Christmas with my mother and brothers. The morning was spent opening presents, and afterwards, breakfast. Sadly it appears that the children no longer accept Father Christmas as being real, but despite that, it was an amazing morning.
Come the afternoon we got to my mother, who to describe her as happy on seeing her grandchildren, would be understating the issue. My brothers had yet to arrive, but they were not too far away and then we ate. It has been a while since my mother cooked a Christmas meal for me, and this was the first time that the children got to eat there. And they loved it. Of course, presents came afterwards which the children loved as well.
Anyway it is late and I must sleep. Good night.
