It wasn't so much a white Christmas around here as a pink one.
We had lots of this...
Followed by even more of this....
Then there was pretty much only this....
A pair of feet and the occasional shout for another toy to be passed in to her.
And when we finally dragged her out, there was a visit to the Grandparents and yet more of this...
I would love to say that we were successful at instilling the true spirit of Christmas in to her, but we weren't. It was about the presents. And yet more presents. And that's ok. As a rule Bella doesn't get very much, she honestly has less toys than all of her friends, which is fine, but it was definitely time to spoil her. And we definitely succeeded in that.
We did manage almost the entire day without any tantrums though. In fact the only one was late in the evening on the drive home, when Bella came up with a plan... she would hang her stocking up again and Father Christmas would fill it up some more! She didn't take our explanation of "just once a year" very well. But hey, I don't blame her!
All in all, it was a quiet day, but I'm pretty sure that Bella had a great time, and that's the whole point.
Right now, it's very early morning, and everyone else is still asleep (M-P2 gets bored if I stay in bed too long), and I'm looking forward to another quiet day. Tomorrow, life gets back to normal with a visit to the hospital and then I think it's time to actually start preparing for our next big event! Yikes.
