And as the crescendo to the big day continued so the excitement grew. But there was also tension in the air - Omicron was in full flight and the threat of another cancelled Christmas was a constant worry. Still, it kind of all added to the build up and this year begun to feel like it could be the best Christmas ever.
Following hot on the heels from my Birthmas came Daddy Daughters Christmas Day Oot. My chance to be Daddy Christmas for the day and spread some nice festive cheer with the girls. It was a kind of Covid affair as we needed to be pretty careful given the impending arrival of all the family but we still managed a festive film (The Christmas Chronicles 2), lunch out followed by ice cream, a quick shop for Mummy's Christmas present in our new organic, social enterprise addition to the town, followed by a Christmas show (fully masked and smaller capacity). Still despite restrictions it was a fatastic day out.
What's been slightly trickier is the return of our elves, Hoppity and Zippity. They've caused havoc for the last week or so - putting Santa into the fire, wapping him up, taping each other to the wall...it just goes on. They've even tried to get into all the presents round the tree! Naughty, naughty.
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