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My Perfect Christmas |
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15/11/00 (34 review reads) |
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Advantages: Families tend to feel closer
Disadvantages: Stress
Is it that time of year again already? Christmas seems to come earlier nowadays, or maybe it's just that I'm getting older and the years are seemingly shorter.
As soon as I take out the Christmas tree the atmosphere changes in my house, or at least the kids are too busy preparing for the big day they don't argue as much. I spend a few days getting the tree right and usually end up changing the decorations around to maximise the glow of the lights.
We had a few problems last year, my youngest daughter was only nine months old, and therefor the tree ended up lying flat and crumpled more than once. It was only when my six-foot high tree fell on her and she was tangled within the branches that I decided I had to take swift action. I put my pride and joy back under the stairs, and bought a small, light, tinsel one.
I decided to do my food shopping in the early hours, I won't do that again my local Sainsbury's was busier than I have ever seen it during the day, and didn't have hardly any food!
We usually all descend on my mum for Christmas dinner, but being the only daughter it is inevitable that I do my fair share of the work. My dad always cooks the pork on Christmas Eve, and takes great pride in doing so. He puts it in the oven on a very slow heat at around 11 p.m. and by Christmas morning it's cooked to perfection and ready for us all to start picking at it.
Christmas is for the kids, and there is no sight worth watching in the entire world more than their little faces as they rip the paper off their presents. It was all over way to quickly for my liking last year, so I made a mental note to start buying stocking fillers during the summer.
After we've all eaten, I help my mum wash up and we all sit watching whatever is the Christmas Special from David Jason. By this time it’s gone 8 and my darling children are getting fed up with the few toys and nanny's and p
repare to whine until I get my coat. We head home, which luckily is only round the corner and the kids disappear into their room.
I take out the mountain of meat my mum has wrapped in foil and make us all a sandwich and a cup of tea, then my husband and I sit and watch the big movie of the year. The little ones are asleep before we know it and I sit in the dark, with just the glow of the tree lights soaking up the wonderful atmosphere that only comes on Christmas Day.
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