Our Christmas Day

This time last year, we were excited about our plans to move to Canada. On Christmas day, I asked my daughter what she thought we’d be doing this time next year. She said we’d all be here in England celebrating together with our lovely Poppy, who will by then be 20 months old.    

So, that’s what we did.

Poppy found a dolls house all wrapped up and waiting for her on Christmas morning. It was pretty exciting watching  her  in her jimjams making this discovery.

There was some serious furnishing and occupancy going on inside, which required lying down for rearranging.

Of course it was the process of present opening that was most interesting. I always wanted a saucepan set like this.

Then there were the hats.

Poppy got at least two

Daddy got one

They seemed to cause us to make daft faces,

Silly Mummy!

There was no reason not to wear a bowl on Mummy’s head. She still deserved a kiss.

Her comes another one!

Bouncy Cow was one of the best presents of the day.

Phew, time for a story while inspecting her new bead collection.

I wonder where we’ll all be this time next year!