I'm sitting here in my pj's, cos this blogger ain't getting dressed today if she can help it, listening to #3 having a meltdown over a present they got. It's not bothering me. I am finally, finally chilled out. Himself is cleaning the oven. #2 is still Anakin Skywalker and #1 is causing #3's meltdown.
Me? I'm in my pj's typing this. Happy, happy days. In my defence I am going to start the ironing now. Whilst watching one of our many cool Christmas present movies.
We had an absolutely fantastic Christmas. It started with lunch in Malahide on Christmas Eve and ended with me driving the Brazilians and Eoin home at 1am on Christmas morning. We had everyone over for dinner on Christmas Eve as is our new habit. Himself cooked a fabulous dinner as I had bailed to bed (started vomiting the early hours of Friday and was shagged) and I came down in time to set the table. 11 of us in total and it was brilliant. We were like the UN. Everyone was talking and translating and miming. Carmecy mimed eating the bone from the beef and I was thrilled as it meant she felt at home (Carmecy is Isabella's mum and Eoin's future MIL). Ibo was delighted as everything was cooked so separately there wasn't a chance of him accidentally getting sausage juice, ick, on his food and Fiona washed her face and teeth before she kissed her hubbie Merry Christmas.
Then it was presents all around. Knackered kids were put to bed at 10.30 and then we played Just Dance on the Wii. Brilliant. Photos below to prove how brilliant.
Forgot the Christmas Crackers. Forgot to make a dessert but it didn't matter cos everyone was stuffed. Dropped everyone home and drove home in the snow in the stillness of the night and it was lovely. I love driving at night. Especially when the radio is good and everyone is where they are meant to be.
The usual quiet panic ensued once I hit home, cup of tea had and then . . . . . and then bed. Really feel like my head only hit the pillow before we were woken up by 3 small ones bouncing on us.
Okay, #3's whinging and whining getting to me . . . chilling feeling is wearing off. . . . a moment please.
Right, small bouncing kids. Stocking emptied. Santa seemed to have misplaced or lost the usual socks and undies he gives me and Himself. But he remembered everything else although he did give Arthur a game that his nana and granddad had also bought him which led to some mad panicking and running around trying to rustle up new presents.
Big sleep whilst everyone else watched Despicable Me and then showered and dressed and off to the in-laws. Another big dinner and more presents. Catch up, eating, sleeping and home.
St. Stephen's Day. Kildare. More great company, great food (especially the ham, not a turkey person. I'm with my da on that one) and dancing. Home. Cup of tea and bed with book and great radio.
I'm a really happy, relaxed camper and today I'm not getting dressed. A very happy camper indeed.
The family.
Eoin, Carmecy, Isabella and Anna
Carmecy giving it loads
Himself and Carmecy getting into the swing of it all
Fiona and Eoin - doesn't Eoin look, er, interesting
Us and Dinner!!!!!!
# 1 - Got Iron Man 2 I'm guessing
# 2 got Toy Story 3
# 3 is very pleased with his movie and his book
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