|Look at his cheeky festive hand!|
I promised Father Christmas that I had been a good girl but Mrs Christmas pointed at my bump and snorted "I don't think you have my dear!". True, I can't deny it. Shenanigans have happened that make me slightly less good than usual, it's got to be said...
|He even said I could sit on his lap, but I didn't want to break the poor chap's knee caps so I left that to the kids.|
So we rode the Santa steam train:
....and we've been to a Christmas tree festival:
|Fake plastic trees.............they were all merry and bright|
This was my fave, a tree with a curry theme. Yummo.
|You think you've seen it all, then they come up with this.|
A poppadom bauble....
|Even the angels were made of Indian takeaway menus. Genius.|
I am nesting nicely now and all my hospital bags are packed. Four days til due date. I'm so busy nesting, I haven't so much as sniffed the inside of a cherry tree shop though. Sorry to disappoint.
I am feeling so Christmassy, even though it looks like this where we live. It's still cold though. Brrrrrrrrr.