...Not a creature was stirring, not even a mouse... Except for the sound of our two right before bedtime having a full on fist fight over a mince pie. Dear love wee Jack. He was lovingly and carefully setting out a couple of mincers for Santa, and some carrots for the reindeers when Noah bursts in and demands the mince pies for consumption right there and then. Que Jack's wails of "Those are for Santaaaaaaaaa!" Why didn't I stop him? I tried. But there's no stopping Noah really. He is so very naughty sometimes (a lot) I don't think Santa will bring him anything but a lump of coal tonight.
"No no NO Noah! That's for Santa!!!!"
"Here, I've taken a nibble, but you can have the rest, Santy"
Don't fret Santa! We put Noah to bed and Jack and I replaced the mince pies with 3 Oreo cookies. Honestly though, the dog ate those (leave them on the mantle and you've just got to expect that) but I'll re-replace them with something else.
Happy Christmas to all, and to all a goodnight! x
1. Cat in a Christmas Tree
2. Birthday bowling! Jack turned 5!
3. Santa photo 2015
5. Christmas eve!
6. My little Joseph in the Nativity
8. The most amazing sunset