Our driveway – like many others in these parts – has turned into an ice rink, and so the treacherous journey to the road is perhaps the worst part of any outing at the moment. This did slow our efforts to bring Christmas to the house this year…we set out and abandoned the tree-purchasing venture a couple of times in the past weekend. But Sunday morning, we managed to find a flat-access farm shop with some real trees still for sale. Amazingly, it bundled neatly into the back of the Honda, and Kazuo poked at the needles all the way home.
It was good that we avoided the tree issue last year when he was just getting walking (Christmas with the O’Connors in London mitigated the need for a tree at home) and this year he was totally excited about the project. He helped Mama choose places for decorations and was quite interested in the little lights and the sparkly tinsel.
He is not a big fan of anything with a human face right now (dolls are COMPLETELY out). So having a few little angel decorations in strategic places, combined with his discovery in the car that pine needles “make you go ouch”, has meant he is pretty much in love with the tree, but not that keen to get too close!
After a happy afternoon of decorating, the doctor and I finally got to sit down in the lounge with some proto-mince pies and a cuppa. It is looking and sounding and smelling a lot like Christmas around here now. The snow is set to roll in again this coming weekend though…so we hope that we will not be eating turkey alone when the actual day comes…