Well, it’s safe to say this Christmas wasn’t like any other. I wasn’t even going to write about it. But, I’ve written about every Christmas since I started this blog and I think that even when things aren’t rose tinted we should still share them, to look back on if nothing more.
We had planned to see very few people at Christmas – Dave’s parents on Christmas Day, my Dad who lives in Scotland and was coming down for the 23rd-27th window on Boxing Day and my brother on 27th Dec. We had bought all the food, wrapped all the gifts and then found out 6 days before that we were in Tier 4 and couldn’t see anyone from the very next day.
I was so sad. And, honestly, the children kept me going this Christmas. Santa could still come and we could still do all the little traditions we do at home – the Christmas Eve box, the movies, the buffet food, Santa’s plate…
So we ploughed on through and it was nice. We went for a walk on Christmas Eve before coming home and warming up with hot chocolate, doing crafts and decorating gingerbread.
We watched a movie, had buffet food and put Santa’s plate out for him. The children hung the magic key on the door and sprinkled reindeer food in the garden.
On Christmas morning they woke us up and we all headed downstairs to see that Father Christmas had been! We spent a few hours opening presents with intervals for our traditional home made pain au chocolat breakfast and to get dressed for the day.
The children played with new toys on the kitchen island whilst I cooked dinner, we listened to Christmas music and had a Zoom present opening session with the grandparents which was lovely although quite emotional as we would rather have had them there with us.
Dinner was lovely, although we cooked far too much, and we settled down to an afternoon of playing in the lounge whilst the TV played the Netflix fireplace. We watched the Queen’s speech earlier in the day too.
The children went to bed at their normal time, announcing the day had gone so quickly and Dave and I settled down to an evening of TV. It was a quiet Christmas. Not a bad one and happily uneventful. But, I’m looking forward to seeing people next year. All the people, all the company – the way Christmas usually is for our little family.