Well Christmas officially happened… the living room resembles something between a bomb site and Toys R Us following a richter-scale 7 earthquake. The garage is piled high with half a forests worth of packaging and the sky box has had its storage stretched in a similar fashion to our stomachs following Christmas dinner at my folks.
It’s been an epic day, the kids have been spoilt rotten by family, friends and the big man in red. It’s pretty safe to say that all the extra space we have created by extending the house was well worth the time and money as otherwise we may not have had room for the piles of parcels we have very kindly received.
Despite being dog tired I have tried my hardest to organise the parcels into neat piles which the kids will obviously feel the need to destroy come morning. I detest mess and cannot cope with clutter so as you can imagine my Christmas evenings are often spent slugging copious amounts of Baileys through clenched teeth whilst desperately trying to block out the disarray which surrounds me.
Here is a photo taken first thing this morning when the kids had eaten their breakfast, had a wash and were all dressed and ready to race downstairs to see whether Santa had been. This photo was taken less than 14 hours ago BC (before the chaos). I am that zonked following such a full-on day that it already feels like weeks ago!
Paul and I are totally and utterly cream crackered. We have been on the go since first thing this morning (technically since 2am if you count the numerous visits we have each made to comfort E throughout the night). I’d love to curl up with a drink in front of the box but I’m not sure whether I could even hack that!
It’s been a magnificent Christmas, we’ve had an awesome day filled with surprises, smiles and a few screams here and there.
Having kids at Christmas is magical but it’s also exhausting in a kind of way which makes me thankful that there’s at least 365 days before I have to do it all over again.
On that note I am off for a hot bath, a Baileys and some much-needed sofa surfing.
Merry Christmas and thanks for reading .As always I look forward to catching up with your #MySundayPhoto Christmas shots (photographic or alcoholic for that matter) either through your own posts or comments upon this post.