An (almost) white Christmas

I love Christmas at home! Home right now being Sheffield of course. As Oliver gets older, each Christmas becomes more and more exciting, but also adds more and more pressure to getting the presents right and making the day magical. I don't think he was disappointed this year and as we went down the stairs and opened the door to the living room, his little face told me he was pleasantly surprised and excited. 

The unwrapping frenzy started shortly after 6.30am and finished around 10am. The bubbles were opened around 10.30am and finished a lot later that evening with a fuzzy head. The iPhone took a skype call around 11.30am, finished around 11.45am and died when it was dropped down the toilet around noon - gutted. Christmas dinner was lovely, despite the burnt sprouts. The whole day was great, finished off with wine baubles with the neighbours. I love Christmas at home!