the calm before the wrapping paper starts flying (not that father Christmas has drunk the wine, eaten the mine pie Tristan and I had made - he must have a good constitution and Rudolph has even managed the carrot!)...

Tristan helping papa unwrap the suitably egocentric present he had got him (a picture of himself!).

And helping mummy unwrap a clue as to what her present was (one of those star movie mirrors, already set-up for me upstairs!

Tristan loved the Mr potato Head he got from his uncle (although didn't see why the features should be reserved just for a potato).

Also his farm set was a favourite and books (always books), here he is reading Gruffalo (iteration number 3) with grandma - no it wasn't cold but Tristan didn't think much of cracker hats and so decided he would wear his hat instead and Grandma had some nasty cold so was making full use of her snuggle blanket and large boxes of tissues!

The day went well, still some slush on the ground even if no snow actually fell. The 2nd turkey dinner either of had ever cooked turned out well even if we ended up having it as an early evening meal (we got confused about timings) and so actually had a Christmas day lunch of sausage risotto (very festive!)!






